I turned to my left. Nothing but eye examination machines. All metal. I looked back at the cabinet.
"About the closest to wood," Dr. Eye said, somehow knowing what I was thinking.
"Maybe this," I said, leaning over to tap a small box, probably made of balsa, on the cabinet.
"It probably does have the most wood in this room," Dr. Eye said, tapping the box.
Someone asked me if I felt confident about Dr. Eye taking out my lens and inserting an artificial one with my current prescription. Totally.
Four more days. :-)
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