Look into my good eye
At Claire’s 4 year old well child check up, I brought to her doc’s attention the fact that when she’s tired her right eye will turn inward.
She thought it’d be best for her to see a pediatric eye specialist. Just to be safe.
So today was the big day.
Claire was a little nervous, but she’s a really good listener and does well following directions. I knew she’d be OK once we got there – just that she’d be anxious up until the actual appointment. She’s an anticipator of the worst kind.
Her appointment was at Children’s Hospital and knock on wood we haven’t had to go there since they built the new one up in Lawrenceville.
Can I just say that the waiting area is fantastic? It had toys and video games and tvs galore. Not to mention the giant aquarium with tropical fish in the very center.
It really put her mind at ease for sure.
Plus they give you a pager like one you’d see at a restaurant which Claire found to be amusing for 2.2 seconds.
When we got paged back, the receptionist was super nice. And then we went to our room and had a very short wait for the tech to come in and do preliminary tests.
They tested for colorblindness.
They tested for eye strength and vision.
Then they tested her Beetles knowledge with the Lennon glasses.
Then they dilated her pupils.
She was so very confused by this.
So she proceeded to do what any kid with giant pupils would do…
She explored her surroundings extremely close up.
Then she got nervous for the doctor to come in.
But then she decided it was pretty cool, because she got to watch awful animated movies (one with fish where Will Smith is the voice…horrible,) and get lights shined in her eyes.
Clearly she was tripping.
And then, like that, we were done. The doctor said that he needs to see her again without dilated pupils since when they’re dilated, it makes it more difficult to focus, therefore making her eye do that funky thing even more so.
After we were done and rescheduled for February, we went to the cafeteria and had some lunch. She was having a hard time navigating her way around since, well, she couldn’t see all that great, so it looked a lot like I had her drinking whiskey and asking her to walk a straight line.
Don’t worry. I got my laughs in.
When I called Matt to tell him how it went, he asked me if I thought this was all necessary. He was concerned that we were making a mountain out of an ant hill. So in an effort to prove it to him, I sent him this photo:
Pretty sure I won that argument.
Check back in February to see if she needs glasses. Because I refuse to have a kid who has to say, “Look in my good eye.”
(Note: her eyes only do this once and a while, when she’s tired or trying super hard to focus. I swear, she doesn’t walk around like this all the time. Plus, the dilation made her eyes do this even more so. They were fine up until I asked her to look at my camera a foot in front of her face. Then laughter ensued.)