Did I already mention that I feel like a terrible parent?
Jackson and his eye glass wearing friend Dinosaur Davis
We got a call from his preschool nurse to let us know that he had failed not one, but two eye tests. One that they do for Kindergarten screening that is the normal eye chart type of test and another one that involves a picture of his eye. I wasn't too concerned right away because he just never had the normal signs of someone with bad eyesight, (headaches, rubbing of the eyes, squinting, etc.) The signs that he did show we were assuming had to do with him being a clumsy, active 4-year-old.
We made an appointment with the eye doctor and at one point the doctor held lenses over my eyes so I could see what Jackson was seeing. Holy cow! It was bad. I mean, bad, bad. Like I don't even understand how he's been able to do anything, bad. I almost cried I felt so guilty. The doctor, however, reassured me that it was actually quite hard to catch bad eyesight in a lot of kids. Especially if their eyes have always been this way. They don't know any different from what they have always seen, even if that means blurry.
I know he was trying to make me feel better but I still felt awful. Who wouldn't? He had basically lived his life without knowing what the small details looked like. Things like leaves on trees. To him they just looked like a big blurry blob around a tree. I was anxious for Jackson to get his glasses and begin to see all the things he had been missing out on.
At first, he resisted the glasses. By resisted, I mean he screamed and cried and told me "no way" about a million times. But, once he finally put them on and looked around it didn't take long for him to realize what a difference it was. We were driving down the road a few days after he got the glasses and I heard him say, "Wow, that looks different!"
I am so very happy that he can see better! And, I can't deny that he looks awfully cute in those glasses!