Josh and his Glasses – Thoroughly Josh Thursday

Thursdays will be devoted to all things Joshua.  Whether it’s a new “Joshism” or a story from his past, the idea is that you get to know what a great guy he is, and how lucky I am to be his Mom.

 

Josh and his glasses

 

Josh and his glasses

 

We were lucky.  When Josh was born he didn’t have any of the major medical complications that can often occur with an extra chromosome.  His heart was, and is according to his cardiologist, in great shape.  The only extra thing he was born with, beside the chromosome, was crossed eyes.  I’ve written before about how the doctors wanted to do the surgery to correct them very early, but we waited until he was at least a year old.  The thought of a surgeon cutting the muscles that connect your baby’s eyes to his head….  well, I wouldn’t wish it on anyone.

After the surgery, we had regular appointments and kept a close eye (pun intended) on his progress.  If you’ve never tried to measure the sight of a child who has problems with letter recognition and communication, you probably don’t realize how difficult it can be.  We hear eye exam and think reading letters on a chart.  It’s much more complicated than that for these guys.  The specialist used pictures and a lot of coaxing to try to get him to give the answer they wanted…  This goes on the list of things that parents who don’t have a child with special needs take for granted: hearing and vision screening must be done by a specialist.  Eventually, he got glasses that were supposed to help strengthen the muscles in his eyes.

Everything was pretty good, for a while.  Then, he must have decided that he didn’t like them too much.  First, he threw a pair out the car window and yelled “trash!”  My son the litter bug left a pair of $300 glasses in the middle of the road that day.  I was not a happy camper to say the least.    The next time he decided to fling his glasses we were at a lake.  Yep!  Ker-plunk!  Right in the water.

Eventually the doctors said he didn’t need them anymore – thank goodness.  Somewhere around the time he turned sixteen his communication skills skyrocketed.  All of the sudden he started telling me about things he remembered from his past.  It was a new phenomenon that I was extremely grateful for.  One of the first memories he shared was about his glasses helping him “see better.”  He also remembered what happened to them “What was I thinking?” he asked.

Even though he doesn’t need glasses to “see better” any more, he still loves his sunglasses and won’t go out of the house without just the right pair to match his outfit.

There's Never a Dull Moment with Josh on Walkersvillemom

 

That’s my guy!  Loves his novelty glasses from the dollar store – but the expensive prescription ones?  TRASH!

🙂

 

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