As part of getting her ready for Kindergarten, I took Kira to an optometrist back in September. Rob made the appointment at a place right next door to the place where he gets glasses. He couldn’t come to the appointment with me but it was no big deal. I figured they would just have a look and she would be fine.
Boy was I wrong!
I was not very happy with this optometrist. First off, they made her look through all the eye testing equipment they use for adults. She was having such a hard time with it that they questioned if she even knew her letters! She was almost 5 then, of COURSE she knows her letters! After an agonizing and very frustrating 20-30 minutes of “testing” she finally saw the eye doc. She put Kira in a big chair and made her look in a mirror at some letter that were on the wall behind her. Kira was just shouting out some letters, not even looking at the letters for more than a second. Then the doc said “Are you sure she knows her letters?”
YES!!! My daughter has known her letter since she was 1!!! Stop asking me that same question grrrr!
Then the doc put that big thing over eyes with the different lenses and kept changing lenses on her and asking her:
“Which one is better, 5 or 6?”
“Which one is better, 2 or 3?”
“Which one is better, 7 or 8?”
And every time, Kira would answer with the last number she gave.
The doc looked at her eyes, said she was near-sighted and gave me a prescription for -1.5 for both eyes and said she needs glasses!
WHAT????
I could tell that she was having some problems seeing far away but I was NOT happy about the way these tests were going!! I pointed out to her that she kept answering her questions with the last thing she said. She claimed that she didn’t even though, clearly, she did! Then I told her that I didn’t think she knew what the word “better” meant in this case. I mean she is four, maybe she just likes the number 8 better than 7 and it has nothing to do with what she is looking at!!!
She could tell I wasn’t happy and she said we COULD come back if we really wanted to and put some drops in her eyes, which relaxes the muscles and then check again. I asked her why she didn’t do that in the first place and she just said that she didn’t typically do it with kids.
What???
Wouldn’t it make sense that she SHOULD do it for kids especially because they don’t always understand questions like “is it blurry?” or “which one is better?”
She said I was welcome to get another opinion and then I told her that is exactly what I was going to do!
I tried looking for someone who specialized in kids but the only place I could find was the Children’s Hospital Eye Clinic but their waiting list was 6 months to two years!
So I decided to Google some nearby Optometrists and read some patient reviews. I found one that had several good reviews from parents of little kids so I made an appointment and made sure to bring Rob this time!
This experience was completely different! She didn’t have to do any of those tests on the adult machines and when they saw her having some difficulties with some letters, they switched to pictures! They recommended putting the drops in, in order to figure out a proper prescription for her and they were really good with her!
She ended up with a prescription of -1.0 for each other, a significant difference than the other one!
So, with some guidance, we let her pick out her glasses and we had a big talk about taking care of them and what all this meant. She was actually very excited to have her own glasses, just like her Daddy. I, on the other hand, was upset and ended up crying about it later.
I’m not sure that anyone but a mother would understand why I was so upset.
I remember when my mom was in the ICU, about to get her leg amputated (and eventually pass away 10 days later) and I had just found out that I was diagnosed with Lupus/RA. She was so upset about it! She seemed more concerned that she might have “given” me Lupus than she was about losing her leg! I couldn’t understand it back then.
I totally understand it now!
And I know it’s not the end of the world but every time I think about her wearing and depending on glasses for the rest of her life, I get sad and just want to cry! I know she is going to be ridiculed and be called nasty names by other kids and I hurt for all the times she will be teased and made to feel hurt and frustrated. It pains me just to think about it
Until that day, however, she will be dependent on her glasses to see far away and I am going to do my best to see that she is made to feel beautiful and smart and loved so that she will have the strength to deal with all of that crap!
She is actually quite happy with her glasses and is doing very well taking care of them and has adjusted to wearing them incredibly fast!
Here’s some pics…






















































































































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