Yesterday one of my granddaughter had a run in with a garage door, twice. She was in a hurry to get to the car and the garage door only opened halfway and then stuck. The poor child hit the darn thing from about the bridge of her nose up. This resulted in her glasses shattering and made a bit of a mess of her face. The jagged edges were pushed into the skin of her face and came close to one of her eyes. I am pissed.
This probably wouldn’t result in me writing this except it brought back a horrifying memory of what happened to my daughter when she was twelve.
My mom way keeping her and allowed her to go somewhere with a neighbor and her daughter. I knew this neighbor and mom didn’t see a problem with her going. There was. Gina was placed in the back seat without a seat belt. The neighbor t-boned a large truck making a left turn and this sent my child into the backseat of the driver. This resulted in my child’s glasses shattering and the glass, or plastic whichever, to drag along her face. The result wasn’t pretty. Gina also hit the back seat hard enough that it knocked her out cold.
I was at work and was called to the hospital. My child was such a bloody mess when I got there that I walked past her not wanting to register that this child covered in blood was mine. My mind simply couldn’t accept that until she called for me.
In one way she was very fortunate. One of the best plastic surgeons happened to be in the ER that day and he was the one who gave her the stitches she needed but told me that she would probably have to have surgery on her face. It didn’t sound good. All the damage was done just under her eye. I’m not saying which one for a reason here.
The fact that this surgeon was so good became obvious when my daughter started healing so well. No other surgery was needed but she was left with a rather nasty scar near her eye. The reason why I won’t tell which eye or exactly where is because over the years it healed so well that unless you get up in her face and really look for it you won’t see it. So unless you are really rude I don’t think that would happen especially since you don’t know which eye to look at and where.
Yes at times I still get mad at the woman who didn’t put a seat belt on my daughter, it was buried somewhere under the seat and she didn’t want to take the time to dig it out and I’m really pissed at the man who it turns out didn’t have insurance on his truck. His excuse was he was just moving it from one house to another and didn’t think it was needed.
Anyway with the backstory, my point is someone needs to take a look at just how safe eyeglasses really are. One of the things that scares me is me having a wreck and an air bag going off and shattering my glasses and me ending up blind from it. Believe me I follow the rules when it comes to those damn thing.
Regardless something needs to be done to improve the safety of eye wear especially with plastic again being the product of choice when it comes to eye wear. When it comes to our children this should be the major concern. Children have accidents. My grandchild’s shattered into jagged edges and one of those came remarkable close to one of her beautiful little eyes.
She was definitely a few pieces shy of a complete Erector Set.
"Nice equipment." said Alison.
"Don't I know it."
Would someone please make him stop excreting humanly body fluids?