A recent routine eye test revealed that our 9 year old needs glasses, and it’s causing a full blown parenting crisis. It’s been two months – we’ve begged, pleaded, talked logically about eye health, talked about fears and why glasses are such a big deal, and about taking it one step at a time. And finally after taking some time to absorb the news, we started visiting stores to look at frames.
There have been tears. During the eye exam where we found out that my son needs glasses for distance, little boy blue had a breakdown that lasted on and off for hours. Every time we talk about it, there are more tears.
He is consumed with anger over this eye prescription. Anger at me. Thinking that I am a bad parent for making him actually get the glasses. Anger at the optometrist. Saying all the bad words in his head out loud, screaming them at me. He’s actually asked for a second opinion.
There have been many many conversations. He doesn’t like the way he looks wearing glasses. Also in my 9 year old’s head, wearing glasses equals the loss of all of his friendships at school. In his mind, nobody will like him anymore if he has to put on glasses even if it’s just to read the board once and a while. We have talked about strategies to deal with this but he is convinced of this catastrophic truth.
The poor kid is blinking and squinting by the end of the day; his eyes are getting tired from straining. What I would like to do is get the glasses and at least have him wear them at home to watch television. But he is determined to fight this all the way.
I honestly don’t know what to do. This last visit to a store resulted in a nasty outburst of anger on the way home and I feel defeated over something that I have no control over.
I am way over my head on this one.