The eyes have it

My pupils are the size of saucers.  I've been measured, poked, prodded and measured again.  Yup.  I do have a cataract.  Yup, it has to come out.  Yup, he can't fit me in until September 2.  Ah well.  I need not worry about any reading material being too far away!  Oh well.  Good things come to he who waits.  This should be REAL good!  The kind of problem I like...fixable!  If I squint when I see you, you'll know why!  At least I'll see you and can tell you you are loved!