The Eyes Have It
I like to play with words; hence the title since I will be discussing eyeglasses. They run in both sides of my family. Better yet, the need for them does.
“Have you noticed something about Maverick’s eyes?” My mom asked. We had all begun to notice that one of his eyes moved on its own. Then his other eye began to do the same, so my daughter Sara took him to an eye doctor. By the way, she went to kindergarten with Dr. Seth. He was a sweet child then and he is a sweet man now. I couldn’t help but wonder how Dr. Seth was going to give this feisty baby boy an eye exam. After all, I have had those exams since I was a little girl.
When I was six years old, I started going to an ophthalmologist. He did the usual routine on me by dilating my eyes and having me read letters and numbers off of a chart in the distance. I even had to put on specials glasses while I looked over a drawing of a big fly. Then he instructed me to try to grab at the wings that stood out to me. To this day, I don’t know whyvthey couldn’t have used a butterfly instead. I mean, who wants to grab a nasty fly?
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