I run into stuff. I don’t mean to, but if I get careless and move around too fast, I end up doing things like mashing my forehead into an open microwave door. (Last week. It felt great.)
I bought a baseball hat to cut these encounters out of my life. It’s navy, void of a logo, and adjustable. The brim sits low enough to offer me some glare reduction and extends far enough to offer me some hazard protection. Things like low hanging branches, signs, and yes, open microwave doors will have less of a chance now to leave an impression on me when I’m wearing my hat.
Adventures in Low Vision 