The cows came home, so I finally got my grades from fall semester. I passed everything! They look even better than I expected. I can stop worrying and get on with the new semester.
I like the overconfident moral support I get when you all tell me, "Oh, I knew you'd pass." Um, no you didn't! No one knows anything until the professor grades all the exams. First, we take one exam at the end of the semester, and our entire grades are based on that. Second, our grades are relative and based on how well we did in comparison to the other students in the class. It is very scary.
My vision is reverting back to its old ways. I decided to get an eye exam today, and I was given stronger prescriptions. I got new lenses for my glasses, but the contact lenses for trial had to be ordered. I'm less obsessed with my eyeballs now that I feel comfortable with the range of refractive error they occupy. I'm also optimistic about eyeball science in the future. My optometrist told me that there is growing research on treating "second-order aberrations" -- heck yeah!