I try to tread a realistic but optimistic path: he has a 'special eye', and isn't it simply super that he gets to see his lovely eye doctors and their toys, blah blah blah. But in the past few months he's been saying 'I wish I didn't have a special eye', etc, so it's getting harder.
It's an awkward age. Once he's older, I think he'll be able to handle it with wit and aplomb, when he was younger he didn't care, but for now he just wants to fit in. I'm trying to think of an empowering phrase he can use, other than 'eff off you little shit. I'll get my mum on to you'. I may consult Changing Faces.
I just thank Christ for the NHS. Each shell would cost £800' plus consultant time, etc...
I cut his fringe today - he refuses to go to the hairdresser - as him constantly sweeping his hair out of his eyes might have been turning his shell. Maybe.