I try to keep my wrath in check. Those people who have experienced my wrath first hand will attest to it being something they never want to encounter again. For the most part I'm a fun loving, slightly high maintenance, girl who enjoys life, but if you attack my children, you will experience my wrath and it will not be pretty.
Maddy is coming off the pink eye. Pink eye for her is a nightmare. She wears contacts. Her contacts are specially made just for her and we drop a lot of quan on her eyecare. So we can't just throw some drops in her eyes and send her back to school like we would Luke. She has been in her back up, aphakic, glasses for a week now. These glasses are thick. Maddy doesn't have natural lenses, so without her contacts, of course she needs thick glasses to accommodate her vision. The glasses are old. She has had them since she was about 18 months old. They are too small, scratched, and heavy. We need new ones.
We hopped in the car on Monday and headed over to a local eye care store's optical shop. One we are familiar with. Maddy had her glasses on. We walked in. There were about four patients waiting to be seen. A couple receptionists manning the front desk. We asked to see someone about getting Maddy some new glasses. A rather large woman in her late fifties came sauntering out of the back. She started laughing…..at Maddy and her glasses. Yep, you read that right. "Goodness little girl those are some thick glasses," she cackled, "Oh my goodness, what is your name?!" The laughing continues. Maddy looks at her and says, "My name is Maddy." In my head I'm not sure she understands. I say, "Ma'am, our daughter doesn't have lenses in her eyes. That is why her glasses are so thick." The hyena continued to laugh. Hot Husband handed her our daughter's prescription. The overweight hyena doubled over in laughter when she saw the numbers on the prescription. I. HIT. THE. ROOF! "How dare you laugh at a visually impaired little girl! You need to be fired!" At this point I forget what came out of my mouth next because I'm certifiably insane and need to be committed. I yelled at the front desk that the hyena needed to be fired, that an establishment that would hire such a vile person who would point and laugh at someone's disability should be shut down. I was so loud that the doctors from the back rooms started sticking their heads out to see what was happening. The waiting patients sat in horrified silence as Hot Husband physically lifted me out of the optical shop as I yelled, "This will not be the last you hear from us! We want a formal letter of apology and the laughing hyena woman to wear a large scarlet letter B on her chest for the next six months!" We get back out to the car. Its palpable, my anger. Hot Husband was mad too, but he has something called self-control, whatever that is. Maddy is so confused. "What happened Mama?!" she asks in her cute little sing-song voice. "Sometimes baby you just have to stand up for what is right. And Daddy and I and you and Luke we stand up to people who are wrong. And that is what I did." Waiting for her to question me further she shrugged like this answer was acceptable to her and her five year old world. We sit in contemplative silence for a few more block when Maddy says, "Mama, I have another question," I gear up to have an emotionally charged convo with my daughter about what the words visually impaired and disability mean. I take a breath, "Yes Maddy what is your question?"
"Can we stop and get a blue Icee at 7-eleven?" We all laugh. "Yes, a blue Icee is definitely in order!" Clapping and cheering ensue. The wrath was unleashed. I've shelved it for now, but you've been warned!
I think all three of her 'looks' are pretty stinkin' cute!
-Katie
