I was all excited about seeing Link this weekend. I wanted to see with my own eyes that he is still doing okay.
About an hour into his trip, he texted my hubby that his car was making a weird noise. After going back and forth on what to do, Link decided he would get back on the road, and try to decipher where it was coming from. Hubby and I waited in worry to hear back from him, both of us immediately feeling guilty that we’d “made” him come to us.
Link, however, thought nothing of it. “It was just a weird noise, but it went away after a while. No trouble at all!” **sigh**
With one worry down, we began another. The contacts Link wears to shape his cornea have exceeded their life. I’d made an appointment for him to see his eye doctor while he was here, so it seemed like perfect timing. Not.
Because the shape of his cornea has worsened, he wouldn’t be able to just renew his prescription. The fitting would need to be changed, and because he wouldn’t be here for follow up visits, the doc didn’t feel comfortable ordering them. On top of that, he advised Link not to wear his contacts at all, since the ill-fittedness was causing surface irritation. And since he only has one good eye, (the other has so much scarring he has very little sight) the risk is too great.
He obediently left them out, but it was heartbreaking for Hubby and me. He couldn’t watch videos, he couldn’t play cards, he couldn’t read his comics or play his DS. All the things he loves, he couldn’t do.
I stayed up later than usual to talk with him, knowing he wouldn’t want to go to bed early. It was nice though, talking with him, learning more about his friends and his desires. But we also talked about his worries with his eyes. It’s a scary thing. I encouraged him to do his own research, and to hang tough. He has an appointment Monday morning with a cornea specialist in Ohio, and hopefully that doc can expedite his new contacts. At this point, I can only sit back and wait. It’s up to Link now to ask the right questions, and to explain the urgency of getting new contacts quickly. He can’t function without them, nor can he wear the ones he has now.
While these worries were in the back of my mind all weekend, it wasn’t all sad. In fact, Saturday, the entire family got together to celebrate Thanksgiving. Each kid was in charge of a dish, and if I hadn’t opened a can of corn, we’d have had potatoes and pie for dinner. Nothing made me happier than hearing the laughter and the ribbing between my boys.
More laughter ensued as we squeezed ourselves onto the two pieces of furniture we have. Instead of football, we watched a League of Legends tournament. I needed a lot of explanation, but found the announcers of the game made it quite exciting.
We ended the day with the movie Rain Man. Definitely a must see movie. Definitely.
Link left “early” Sunday morning, trying to beat the heavy rains that were on the way. As we watched him back out of our driveway, Hubby and I agreed that next time, we are going to him. For the next 7 hours, we worried about his safety, but like the good kid he is, he texted us at each stop to let us know he was ok.
When I got the text that he’d arrived home, I breathed a sigh of relief. One worry down, many to go.