This is the story of how I found out that I have glaucoma. 

My father has had glaucoma for years and has been seeing a leading glaucoma specialist in Brooklyn. It so happened that while taking my father to an appointment with this doctor my sister asked me when was the last time I had my eyes checked. I said that it had been about a year and a half two years and I was pretty much due for a check-up. She asked me if I wanted her to ask the doctor if he could squeeze me in even though I didn’t have an appointment, because the last time she was there he told her that glaucoma can be hereditary and it would be a good idea if all the children were checked. I told her yes and the doctor was able to squeeze me in.