Peering at the menu in a local restaurant, I groan as I realise that I’ve forgotten my glasses yet again.
The food choices are printed in tiny letters and I can hardly decipher a thing.
I resort to magnifying the dishes using my phone’s camera to read them. It’s just another daily frustration caused by my failing 40-something eyesight.
In my younger years I took my good eyesight for granted – but like so many others, once I entered my fifth decade the peeper problems started.
I began struggling to read laptop and phone screens. The pages of my paperback blurred, and I was
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