Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Posted in: Eyes
Glasses for everyone! Ok, not really. Just glasses for Alan. Nathan is in the minority now. And they’re not glasses like my glasses. You know, blind as a bat glasses that I wear all the time. They’re reading glasses. Wow, that was a shocker for me. Alan usually has no problems with his eyes. I joked that we must be getting old. After he got them he played around quite a bit taking the glasses off and putting them to his lips, that pensive, I’m thinking look. Bwa ha ha!
And on a less funny front…news on Isabelle’s eyes. We’ve been patching now since the end of August. Isabelle’s eyes actually seem worse. Two years ago, when the optometrist checked Isabelle, she said she was seeing 20/40. At her last appointment it was like she couldn’t see anything. At home, she has to put things inches in front of her eye to see. It’s a lot disheartening.
I am a little irritated with the opthamologist’s department. First, I never really cared for the opthamologist. He made us feel bad the first time we saw him, like we did everything wrong. For years. Like we should have been patching or doing something way earlier. Like we are big failures. Poop on him.
Second, his nurse, though usually nice, seems not on top of things. For Isabelle’s last appointment in August, she called and left a message saying she would call us again to reschedule but she never called back. Then when I’d call I’d get a full message box. Then for our appointment this week I called and left a message to have someone call me to cancel and reschedule the kids’ appointments. I never got a call back. I ended up canceling it online. I received an email today and only Nathan was rescheduled.
Third, the hospital is not convenient for us. It’s a half hour away over a toll bridge. There is one closer to us, half that distance. I guess that last complaint isn’t a biggie but when you add it on top of the first two…SIGH.
I must call tomorrow and see if we can go to the closer hospital. I can’t remember now why we were sent to the further one? Maybe the opthamologist is a pediatric opthamologist? Big old poopy one. BIG SIGH again.
Sorry such a downer post. Tomorrow (or the day after depending on Nathan’s temperament and his willingness to let me sit at the computer) will be a happier post. A fire station tour post!! Whoo hoo! Whoo hoo!