Ahhh...Drama. How Boring Would Life Be Without It?

It seems there's never a dull moment around here. If it's not one kid, it's another. This time, it's two children at the same time with their own little "mini dramas" going on.

We took Rebecca in to have her eyes checked last week, and lo and behold, she's possibly going blind! It's not just your normal, "I need glasses to see better" type of thing.

Something is funky with the optical nerves in both eyes. They aren't right. She's been to a vision therapist, an opthamologist surgeon, and tomorrow she'll have an MRI done on her head to make sure there aren't any tumors or other nasty things going on in there. Her right eye is much worse than her left eye, but it apparently is affecting both eyes.

She got a pair of glasses yesterday. These will help her in school, but they aren't a cure. She was pretty happy with them though. I have to admit, they are pretty damned cute!

If all turns out okay with the MRI, she may have to have a spinal tap to determine if she has a thing called Papillodema. The doc said something about Pseudotumors too, where the body acts like there's a tumor but there's not.

Whatever the case, it scares the hell out of me. So far, they aren't able to say for sure what it is or if it's going to get any worse. The thought of my ten year old daughter losing her eyesight makes me sick to my stomach. Thankfully, the docs have said that my disability has nothing to do with what she's experiencing right now. My eye disease is not hereditary.

Will keep you all posted.

Now, we come to the oldest, Tristan. We made him an eye appointment for the end of this month. He wants contacts, we said no. Our insurance doesn't cover both, and it only covers one box of contact a year. Everything after that one box, we have to pay for. He's not happy, I don't care.

I told him that when he gets his job this summer, he can buy his own contacts, but I will pay for the glasses. He's still not happy. I don't care.

He forgets that he's not the only child in this family sometimes, and thinks he should get everything he wants, when he wants. I may sound harsh, but I'm sure he'll get over it. Sometimes that's just the way t hings have to be.