Got the call early in the day that Billy's glasses were ready. We went to pick them up and have them fitted for him. He wasn't feeling well so it made it difficult to see how he felt about the whole thing. At first Billy said everything looked weird and bigger. He was acting really blah and I wasn't sure if he was depressed about wearing the glasses or if it was because he wasn't feeling well. After a couple of vomiting sessions and naps, I figured it was because he wasn't feeling good. With some Motrin he was feeling good enough to go trick or treating. He said that he was the Spongebob that is searching for jellyfish, because Spongebob always wears glasses while searching for jellyfish. He seemed to be OK with it.
We had a Halloween party and as the guest started to arrive, he was happy to retreat to his room and take his glasses off and relax. His fever came back so we gave him more Motrin and he asked before he went to sleep if he had to wear his glasses anymore. I explained to him that it was going to be really important that he did so that his eye would get better. He seemed to be OK with that. And I was keeping my fingers crossed that we wouldn't end up with a constant daily battle.
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