I've noticed a theme among my recent blog entries: a bottle of wine to alleviate whatever stressful event related to cataracts there was that day, and a lost contact. Well, fear not, I write this with the glass of wine in my hand but tonight the issue is not a lost contact. It's lost GLASSES.
Yes, you read that right. Jack managed to lose his only pair of glasses in the middle of busy Reston Town Center in the middle of their Fine Arts festival, which meant there were probably a couple thousand people walking around. He was sitting in the stroller and as soon as we noticed they were gone, I retraced my steps as best I could, asking outdoor seating hosts at all the restaurants if anyone had seen little blue glasses. By the time David caught up to me, Jack was hysterical because well, he couldn't see, and I was hysterical because he LOST HIS GLASSES.
We flagged down some Fine Arts people on a golf cart who whisked off to see what they could do. David went back and retraced our steps and I tried to entertain a somewhat blind baby. After about 20 minutes (it could have been days), David called and told me to meet him at the Lost and Found near the ice skating rink. He had run into a security guard who used the walkie talkie to page all of the Fine Arts people and all of the security guards to see if anyone had found them and he couldn't believe it when he heard, "I've got them" over the radio.
The next thing I see is David walking towards us holding the glasses. I was hysterical at this point. People were stopping to ask if we were okay because they thought we had lost a child. Close enough, people, close enough.
We start to walk back to the car and 2 ladies at an outside bar stopped us and said, "Oh good, you found them. We turned those in awhile ago." You bet we hugged those ladies until it hurt. They told us they had seen Jack earlier and commented on how cute he looked in his glasses, so when they found them on the ground, they figured they had to be important and turned them in.
So, yes, our world really did end around 6pm tonight for a half hour or so, but praise God that there are angels wandering around out there. I hope those angels enjoy their night at Jackson's. ;-)
I also realize that "wine" is going to start showing up in my traffic sources for how people find this blog, so for those of you that are wondering, tonight we are enjoying Sweet Mountain Laurel from one of our favorite wineries, Chateau Morrisette.
Saturday, May 21, 2011
Sunday, May 1, 2011
Frustrations.
I'm so glad that I've been able to "meet" some new friends in similar circumstances because of this blog. I'm sorry that anyone in the world has to go through what we've been going through, but it is nice to know that the real purpose of this blog is being served. That being said, a note to my new friends - don't read this. No, I'm just kidding. Just let me note that for the most part, things have been pretty settled and calm. We've hit our little bumps in the road, but all in all, we're hanging in there!
Jack developed some kind of irritation with his old contacts, so he was in the glasses for awhile while we waited (and waited and waited) for a new type of contact lens to come in. On the bright side, these ones are MUCH cheaper, but they are daily wear which means...yep, they come in and out
every.
single.
day.
We'd given them a shot on the weekends, and then while we were all home for Spring Break, we did them every day and by the end, the three of us had gotten it down to a science. When Jack went back to daycare, however, we decided to send him in the glasses again because they preferred them. It's much easier to tell if Jack is wearing his glasses than it is to tell if the contacts are still in.
Well, fast forward to Monday afternoon, when I picked up Jack...he had been taking his glasses off all day! He's not just moving them up and down like before. He's now completely pulling them off of his head (and throwing them down the side of his car seat while we're in the car!) We decided to try the contacts the next day since we had gotten so good at it.
Disaster. He rubbed his eyes the entire way to daycare, but by some act of God, they were both still there when we arrived. Then I get a call from daycare around 2pm saying that they thought one of the contacts was folded and his right eye had been crossing all day. One of the many downsides to a teaching job is that I cannot get up and leave, so I got there as soon as I could (which wasn't until 4.) Both contacts were in and he seemed just fine, so that was a relief.
Well, wouldn't you know my little Jack rubbed his eyes all the way home and when we pulled into the parking lot, it was gone. GONE! He made it all day and lost it on the 5 minute drive home. Frustrating. Well, now we had a missing contact, one contact still in, and a contact-less eye going severely crossed. David had a work event, so it was me vs. the other contact (and attempting to find the lost one), not to mention the incredibly whiny 10 month old who hadn't napped and was hungry. After several attempts and some yogurt melts as bribery, I somehow (SOMEHOW) got the other contact out by myself.
So now I am left with the still whiny baby who will not keep his glasses on and there is nothing I can do! I was so frustrated. Luckily, my wonderful husband passed on his work event to come home and take care of his family and once Jack was in bed, a bottle of wine magically appeared. So even though things are 99.9% easier than they were, we still have our down days.
We're off to the opthamologist on Wednesday for an unscheduled visit to check the crossing eye and hopefully get a better measure of his eye and order more contacts, because what is more fun that ordering more medically necessary items that insurance still won't cover? We have yet to actually make it to a scheduled visit with out an emergency visit scheduled in between. Oh well, we missed her!
Jack developed some kind of irritation with his old contacts, so he was in the glasses for awhile while we waited (and waited and waited) for a new type of contact lens to come in. On the bright side, these ones are MUCH cheaper, but they are daily wear which means...yep, they come in and out
every.
single.
day.
We'd given them a shot on the weekends, and then while we were all home for Spring Break, we did them every day and by the end, the three of us had gotten it down to a science. When Jack went back to daycare, however, we decided to send him in the glasses again because they preferred them. It's much easier to tell if Jack is wearing his glasses than it is to tell if the contacts are still in.
Well, fast forward to Monday afternoon, when I picked up Jack...he had been taking his glasses off all day! He's not just moving them up and down like before. He's now completely pulling them off of his head (and throwing them down the side of his car seat while we're in the car!) We decided to try the contacts the next day since we had gotten so good at it.
Disaster. He rubbed his eyes the entire way to daycare, but by some act of God, they were both still there when we arrived. Then I get a call from daycare around 2pm saying that they thought one of the contacts was folded and his right eye had been crossing all day. One of the many downsides to a teaching job is that I cannot get up and leave, so I got there as soon as I could (which wasn't until 4.) Both contacts were in and he seemed just fine, so that was a relief.
Well, wouldn't you know my little Jack rubbed his eyes all the way home and when we pulled into the parking lot, it was gone. GONE! He made it all day and lost it on the 5 minute drive home. Frustrating. Well, now we had a missing contact, one contact still in, and a contact-less eye going severely crossed. David had a work event, so it was me vs. the other contact (and attempting to find the lost one), not to mention the incredibly whiny 10 month old who hadn't napped and was hungry. After several attempts and some yogurt melts as bribery, I somehow (SOMEHOW) got the other contact out by myself.
So now I am left with the still whiny baby who will not keep his glasses on and there is nothing I can do! I was so frustrated. Luckily, my wonderful husband passed on his work event to come home and take care of his family and once Jack was in bed, a bottle of wine magically appeared. So even though things are 99.9% easier than they were, we still have our down days.
We're off to the opthamologist on Wednesday for an unscheduled visit to check the crossing eye and hopefully get a better measure of his eye and order more contacts, because what is more fun that ordering more medically necessary items that insurance still won't cover? We have yet to actually make it to a scheduled visit with out an emergency visit scheduled in between. Oh well, we missed her!
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