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Wednesday, December 22, 2004
Parrots and Milk

P has been wearing glasses since July. Before she got her glasses, when she would 'read' or look at anything close, she would close her left eye. The first thing that came to mind is 'Oh, no, she's got a crazy eye!' (must have got that from Crazy Crew II). After wrangling with the wonderful people at the base clinic, she was finally to be seen by the best German opthalmologist in the area. He diagnosed her with an astigamatism in her left eye.

At the initial appointment, he said she needed glasses.

This is the first picture of P and the new glasses:


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The doctor informed me in July that if the crazy eye was not better in 6 months, he would patch the good eye to make her use the crazy one. She had her follow-up visit today, and the Doc proclaimed the eye was improving, and there was no need for a patch (any different, and I would have cried).

P was not happy with this, because she wanted to be a parrot at school. I'll translate...she wanted to be a PIRATE at school! She wanted to wear a gigante band aid over her eye to school. She would rather wear a 20 cent band aid than the $200 glasses!!


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The Milk Incident


P LOVES milk. Many times, the milk does not love her. She will drink milk any time she can. Once during a ski trip to Gstaad, Switzerland we stopped for lunch at a restaurant on the slope (in the middle of the ski run). I ordered milk for her, and cook went out back to a barn and returned with FRESH milk for P (still body temperature warm). She LOVED it!!

I know it all comes from the same place, but milk in every country tastes different, but she loves it all.

This is what happened when she tried to help herself to a cup of the snow white nectar:

(she is attempting to clean the mess with the tissues and baby wipes)

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