Starting about the second week we were home, Beza has frequently complained of headaches. I notice it particularly at the end of the school day, or at the end of doing homework.
So we had an appointment at the eye doctor today. She was quite the trooper and did really well through all of the tests. We had to kind of explain “clear” and “fuzzy” so she could tell the doc when the fuzzy words became clear.
Turns out she is farsighted and when she is reading close up, she is straining her eyes and that is what is giving her a headache. The optometrist suggested some exercises to do as well as giving us a prescription for reading glasses.
I was relieved to see that kids frames are quite a bit cheaper than adults. As long as we steered away from the $86 Hannah Montana ones we were fine. In the end she choose a cute lavendar pair that were $10 and mom scored with a cute Hannah Montana eyeglass case that was on clearance for $2.
It struck me as we were waiting for them to place the eyeglass order that Beza may have gone her whole life in Ethiopia, straining to read and getting headaches. In a Addis Ababa, a city of 4,000,000, there are just 70 eye doctors (according to Christian Blind Mission). That’s one eye doctor for approximately every 57,000 people.
Maybe that’s why she was truly happy to try on those frames and look in the mirror, because she knew things would be easier.