This is the new table… I really like it, except for the flowers. I figured they would come off via Magic Eraser, but no. This table is, to put it in car dealer vernacular, pre-owned. So it has some chips and scuffs and scratches… I toyed with the idea of sanding and re-staining, but really… we paid 60 bucks for a table and 5 chairs. Good enough.
It’s actually very soothing to me to be able to sit at the table, all 5 of us in one place. We’ve only been able to do that at restaurants before… feels very family-ish.
Thank you, Jesus and Craigslist.
In other news, we are considering getting a scleral shell for R2. Wot’s this? you say… make ‘im a turtle and such? Uh, no. It’s a mix between a false eye and a contact lens. A shell that fits over the disfigured eye, that is painted to match his good eye. We actually meet the ocularist next Wednesday. This is something I’ve wanted to do for a long time, but it brings up issues… like, how traumatic is the process… weeks of wearing a “conformer” to shape the eyelid, and then putting in the lens and having to take it out at night and clean it… for someone who might not even comprehend all this.
Gut-level though, I want this for him. I HATE it when kids are scared of him at the playground, or say mean things. And that happens a lot. He doesn’t seem to be aware of it, but surely at some point he will… and Toby will, soon.
And he’s such a handsome kid. I would love him to look whole. So is this about me? I hope not. We’ll meet the doc, talk about it… learn the pros and cons and see if this works for us. I hope it does.