Taylor had an appointment yesterday with an eye specialist at Texas Children's yesterday. When Taylor was born all itty bitty, his retinas were not attached so he had surgery to fix them. Afterwards, he had many visits to the eye doctor to do follow ups until finally the doctor released him with a clean bill of health.
Since then I haven't had Taylor's eyes checked because he didn't seem to be having any issues and he hadn't started school yet. At Taylor's 5 year check up, the pediatrician thought it might be a good idea before he started Kindergarten. So off we went yesterday all smiles with the promise of an icee afterwards. We sat in the waiting area and as I looked around and noticed many of the children with severe and/or noticeable health problems, I said a little thank you prayer that Taylor never developed some of the illnesses that he was threatened with.
I sat in a chair and watched the doctor give my little boy an eye exam. I was so proud as Taylor pointed out the letters he was seeing. Then all of a sudden, my heart fluttered a bit when he began to struggle with his left eye. On and on she pushed Taylor to tell her what letters she was showing him but his eye would just not cooperate. I was flooded with memories of being in the nicu sitting by my tiny little man and holding that fragile little body praying for him to become the little boy that he is today.
It turns out that Taylor's retinas are perfectly fine but although he has perfect vision in his right eye, he needs some help with the left. Taylor needs to wear glasses for 3 months now to see if they cant get that eye retrained, and if that doesn't work - he will then wear a patch for a little while. I know this probably doesn't seem like a big deal to some, but for me and this little boy of mine - it is.
I always think to myself, gosh hasn't he been through enough!?!? And with him starting school in August I worry about my son who seems to get his heart broken so very easily, and we all know how damn mean kids can be. Claire is only 7 and has had her fair share of run ins with bad ass children.
So I guess I am just asking for all you Mommas out there, say a little prayer for my bug please.