Thanks to Barb, I’ve found my glasses. I said I had looked many times in the couch for my glasses, and I was done looking. But Barb said she lost a set of keys and looked and looked, then over a year later Sarah found them buried down in the couch. Well, I took the advice to not give up, and it was fruitful. After more than a week of tension headaches and near misses while driving, I can see again. Of course that doesn’t remedy the broken earpiece, but that’s a problem for another day.