That title reminds me of the book, Glasses for D.W. by Marc Brown. But unlike Arthur’s little sister D.W. who wants glasses, but doesn’t need them, so she can be like her big brother, Liam actually needs them.
So it looks like Liam will be joining his big brother…
In typical Dutch medical fashion, I went to our huisarts (GP) to ask for a referral to get his eyes checked. The receptionist said that he cannot get a referral without being seen. So I made an appointment for the following week to have him seen by our regular doctor. We walked in and he asked “what are you here for?” He never seems to know why we are there. Doesn’t the receptionist put something in his calendar about why people are there? I told him that I wanted Liam’s vision checked. I figured he’d at least do an eye chart with him. But no, he immediately wrote me a referral (did not even look at Liam) and sent me on my way – wasting my time and Liam’s. Though I’m sure he gets to bill it through to insurance. Why the receptionist couldn’t just do as I asked is beyond me?
Anyways, we went to the hospital (just as I expected we would need to do) to have his eyes checked which included dilating them. That went much better than the last time we did it where he was screaming that he couldn’t see. Three years makes a big difference 😉 And up, he needs glasses.
He’s totally embracing his glasses and actually looks forward to wearing them. While his vision wasn’t bad (his prescription is +1), he said that he has less headaches and can see things clearer. So if he’s happy, then I’m happy. And I’m just glad that we recognized that something was “off” and had his eyes checked.
I do remember back to 3 years ago when Aidan got his glasses and I felt plagued with guilt. Oh no, my 9 year old has glasses – what does this mean for the rest of his life?? Will his vision get worse? Will kids make fun of him? How will he feel about himself?? I tortured myself about not seeing that he needed them sooner – how could I not have been able to tell that he was having problems with headaches and seeing things clearly??
Funny how now with child #2, I’m like, hey, he needs glasses, NBD. I’ve learned to let go a bit and to recognize that no one’s body is perfect and sometimes we all need a little help with something or another. Maybe it’s age, maybe it’s because I’ve done this before or maybe I’ve just recognized it’s not the end of the world.
Regardless of the reason, I’m happy to see that my little guy is happy too 🙂
Knuffels en kussen,