I often am jealous of my fellow imom bloggers- everyone has such an amazing way with words, I am continually impressed with all of them (you!). I admit, sometimes that holds me back from writing any more on our journey. I bring this up now, because everyone else has seemed to have had at least one "awesome encounter" with some person who was touched, in some way, by a cataract or patching. I have one, but be fore-warned, it isn't eloquent or beautifully written! My husband was pushing Tommy in a stroller at Disney World and ran into someone who came up to him to tell him, "good job with patching, keep it up, my parents didn't and now that eye is all messed up". Really, that is all I know. When he told me (hours later) I asked "what did he look like", "what was wrong with his eye", "how old was he?", "did he seem happy, successful, normal?" And, as you all may guess, each answer was "I don't know!" So for this one, I blame it on the fact that the story occurred between two men, and no details were to be had. Disappointing, I know, but it is the closest encounter I have had! Regardless, he was sorry he wasn't patched more. Rock on imoms who struggle through patching! They may never fully appreciate it, but they will blame you if you don't!!!
Imoms- if you will, please share your encounters (or link to the post) in the comments, I'd like to remember them all!
For the most part, Tommy's eye has just been on a steady road. We are on a relatively easy patch road (much more economical than before!) and are struggling with keeping glasses on (insert mom-guilt here). Every once in a while I get a sucker-punch from someone who calls attention to the patch in a way that just hits the wrong chord. The other day it was a little boy in the church nursery. He was only ~3, so I know it wasn't intentional, but when he shouted "Hey, what's wrong with his eye!?" it hit me. Hard. Tommy will have to deal with that the rest of his life.... or at least until age 9, then who knows?
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