I followed instructions and put the lenses in for a few hours on Saturday. After lunch it was time to remove them to rest my eyes. One came out at once, very easily. The other eye was more trouble. I tried several times to remove the lens with no success. Steve tried to take it out it too by which time my eye was getting horribly sore and red. Finally we gave up and had to call the Optician, who said we should come along to get him to look at it. Which he did…. His verdict? There was no lens in the eye. So I was trying to remove …. the surface of my eye? No wonder it was sore. I have no idea where that lens went. Down the drain, metaphorically speaking.
I went away with three more lenses and they now seem to fit and work just fine. So far, at least. But that was my day. Down the drain in other ways too (badly hurt foot, as well) but this was the best representation of it.
(This is how contact lenses come, by the way. In a blister pack, for those who have never seen them.)