About Face

It was that fall that my gut was burning; I just knew something was not right.  It was more than just getting a new pair of goggles or glasses, cleaning the lens, or whatever excuse or reason why.  In December, I took him to the optometrist, like time and time again, a full exam:  eyes dilated, read chart,  left with prescription.  Before leaving and in a questioning tone, I said,” So this should help him?”  The doctor said,  “This prescription should give him perfect 20/20 vision."  We were leaving, approaching the exit door, when I turned around and said,  "Let's go back." This time with a march pace and determination, I knew they needed to be checked.  “I’m so sorry but I need for you to test him but this time with the sample lens of his prescription, just to make sure.”  The doctor did as I requested and I could tell she was a bit annoyed as other patients were waiting.  The young boy climbed up and sat back in the chair only to read the charts which seemed like the millionth time.  Instead of 1 or 2, which is better, adjust and adjust, 1 or 2 ….The lenses were presets to what was just prescribe,  “Ok now read the line”,  the doctor had a puzzled look after the letters were read  “Let’s try the next line” and so on.. with each question and his response, the doctor looked more confused.