Sophistacted or devastated

I'm pretty sure I'm still in shock. It hasn't sunk in yet. I took Tyler to the eye doctor today to ease my paranoia about him having the same eye disease I do. So I took him to the doctor who finally, after many eye doctors, diagnosed me with my problem. I was totally expecting for it to be a breeze because I know he can see. But evidently I was wrong. What was supposed to be a whiz in and out doctor appointment took much longer than expected. And the outcome was definitely not what was anticipated.
Tyler did a fabulous job, even without a nap. He let the doctor do all kinds of tests and shine numerous lights in his eyes. He was very fascinated with the whole ordeal. But then when the doctor asked if my husband had any eye problems when he was little I got a little nervous. Well yes I told him but it corrected itself, he only wore them for a year. So I asked Donetta, Jeff's mom, to come in there and talk to Dr. Horsch. Then he told me he thought he was going to fit Tyler for glasses but he would get a second opinion and be right back. I still wasn't really thinking anything of it because he acted like he did so good on all the tests. (But you know how eye doctors are..trying to make you think you did a good job and then breaking horrible news to you after they have made you feel like you passed the test with flying colors) It has happened to me MANY times.
He came back in and said with how his eyes were with the astigmatism that he thinks it would be best to start him with a pair of glasses now. So we were fitted for glasses.
What an experience to fit a 2-year-old with glasses. He tried several pair on. All I could think when he tried the first pair on was "oh my gosh, people are going to be so mean and make fun of him." I really didn't know whether to make light of the situation or what. I really think I was in shock. It couldn't be happening to me could it?
So we tried them on some more and finally found a pair that we thought were cute. I guess he does look like a sophisticated little 2-year old. Can you look that way at 2? Anyway I think they look cute on him but I can't imagine the battles I will have and the number of pairs of glasses we will go through in a year. Don't worry I asked the questions and insurance covers 3 pair a year! After that we pay for them.

The pair of glasses that he chose off the wall were the pair of red plastic frames with silver hearts on them. They kinda look cute but he doesn't need to attract any more attention than a toddler with glasses already will.
So I guess you have to look on the bright side of the whole thing. At least they can tell that he isn't seeing everything he could and there is something they can do about it. I mean I just thank God that there is something that could be done for him to see. I wouldn't wish my condition on any other person anywhere. Not even a person who I despised. I have to be thankful that the glasses have the potential to make a difference in what he sees and pray that he doesn't have to wear them his whole life. But at least he can see. I just pray that he never gets 'macular' like I have. I pray I pray I pray.