As you may know if you’ve been reading my blog Little Robot has recently had his eyes tested. We came away from the eye test with a prescription and NHS voucher for his first glasses, now we just needed to choose some. It was the Easter holidays and I thought both the Robots wouldn’t be impressed if we spent a long time looking around opticians so I looked online first to decide where we would go.
I started with Boots Opticians as I’d seen their adverts recently, they have a new and free eye check story, Zookeeper Zoe, which is basically an eyesight screening check in the form of a book and app. You can download it for free from the app store and it should give an indication of whether your child needs an eye test and if their colour vision is OK. I found the kids glasses on their website and saw kids glasses start at £40 and this price range is free with an NHS voucher. If you choose more expensive glasses you have to pay the difference. The Superhero glasses that Little Robot would love were £50 and so £11.30 with a voucher however, as he’s only 4, I wanted to get two pairs in case he lost or broke a pair and needed a spare whilst I got them fixed. Therefore it would have cost £61.30 for two.
Both my husband and I are speccy wearers so we both know the drill for having an eye test. Rock up at the opticians, look at some far away letters and tell them whether they are better or worse when viewed through different lenses. But how on earth do you do an eye test for a child? One who’s just started school and isn’t 100% at recognising all the letters of the alphabet when they’re right in front of him, let alone when they’re viewed from across the room with one eye covered.
Little Robot is 4 and recently had a vision screening, Little Robot’s sight was found to be below average. Hardly surprising considering that virtually everyone in the family wears glasses for some reason or another. We’ll be going back for another test in a few weeks and hopefully after that we’ll know what’s wrong and what we need to do. Yesterday though, I also told the orthopist that I’d suspected Little Robot was colour blind.
My brother is colour blind, my grandfather was colour blind, my mum is a carrier for it, there was always a chance I was too. I thought back to all the times I tried to teach Little Robot colours, how his older brother immediately got it but Little Robot struggled. I thought back to how he used to tell me his favourite colour was black and how he has a short attention span when it comes to colouring books. Only last weekend he was telling me the red traffic light was orange, the weekend before a dark green pen and a brown pen were both the same according to his eyes.
WARNING: This isn’t a good post to read if you’re emetophobic!
Within five minutes of getting up your child has puked on your leg, ran to the loo and got more puke over himself than in the toilet.
I thought this start to the day was just a bad cold, that he’d sniffed and swallowed snot all night and his tummy didn’t approve. However then he barely touched breakfast, took a couple nibbles of lunch before laying on the sofa looking pretty rubbish.
“Do you want a cuddle?” “No mummy, I just want to hold your hand”
Time to get Big Robot from school. Time for a wee and shoes and coat. Upstairs we go, “my tummy feels funny, my throat hurts” he says and then…well, then my child exploded. A bad day got worse when, 5 mins before we needed to leave, Little Robot quite literally redecorates the bathroom. Puke up the walls, over the floor, toilet seat, down the toilet…virtually everywhere except in the toilet itself.