An old segment on the Today Show: A mother had posted a picture on Facebook. A friend had seen the picture of the daughter noticing something out of the ordinary. She told the mother that her child should see a doctor as soon as possible. The thing that caught the eye of this friend was a white spot on the eye of the child. A doctor diagnosed that she had a cancer in her eye and would lose the eye. It could have taken her life. The quick observation of a friend saved the child’s life.
I had seen this same dot in my grandson’s little eye. Nolan, not yet two, is a healthy child chasing his twin sister around. My mind raced and so did I…..straight to the picture. I needed more to go on before I called my son. And I found it. Two more photos showed the spot in the same eye on this darling little face. I made the call.
When James and Lisa took Nolan to the doctor, she informed them that when she received the call from them, she was afraid it might be cancer. But it is not. Nolan has a vision problem with his left eye. Since birth he has used the stronger eye allowing the left to become even weaker. Over time we have noticed that he tugged on the left eye. Sometimes it even seemed to droop a little. By the grace of God, Nolan only needs to wear glasses to help with the condition.
Last night he was presented with his new glasses. He is to have a patch over his eye for two hours a day. So being this supportive family, parents, grandmas and Emma all wore patches and glasses. He struggled a bit with the plethora of things on his face. Emma had glasses with no glass and bored of the game quickly. But we adults learned a lesson. It was difficult getting used to the patch. For me with mono-vision contacts, it was a challenge to get around. My perception was off as it was for the other adults. Finally we removed the patches. A sigh of relieve filled the room. Nolan’s glasses were placed back on his face. Tentatively he looked around. I picked up a book and read to him. Before I knew it, the glasses were ignored as he pointed out cars and trucks. He hopped down and began playing with his sister. Neither Nolan nor Emma seemed concerned that Nolan now wears glasses.
I learned something about myself. I learned that I take a lot for granted. Not only could it have been much worse for Nolan had this not been diagnosed, but I learned what it is for him to experience this and not feel alone. Nolan will wear glasses the rest of his life. His beautiful face will still be beautiful. His gorgeous eyes will still sparkle. The little frogs on the side of his glasses will go away over time as he grows to adulthood. We are learning from this experience. We work as a family to support each member even if we need to be pirates for a couple hours a day.