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TIFU by forgetting automatic uploads

You know how you can automatically share media to a shared album? We're definitely going in the direction you're thinking.

I took my kid to the optometrist a few weeks back and they came back with an eye drift. Not quite a full lazy eye, but one of their eyes would drift the wrong way before snapping back. Nothing super concerning, just awareness.

Well, someone forgot to tell the eye this, and today it was feeling a little dramatic. The eye consistently pointed the wrong way, causing discomfort to my kid and a decent amount of concern to us as parents. So, I took a video for evidence, just in case it came right (because that's how kids work - they perk up when they sense anyone who could actually fix a problem), and made a mental note to call the optometrist as soon as they opened because it wasn't yet 8:30am. All is fine, the morning routine continues, the video uploads to the family album...

And then I get a call.

I already know what the topic is, because my FIL doesn't call me first, or at all, unless it's something desperate. I hadn't even thought of the possibility of the video uploading, because I had other things to think about. We have a nice enough chat where I reassure him that kid is fine, we're going to get them into an optometrist, it's fine.

I hang up... and now Mum has texted me. I think you need to see a professional about that she says, as though I would ignore the very thing I videoed. The only person who hasn't contacted us yet is MIL, and I know she will, so I jump into the album and use the chat feature to advise that yes, we are planning to deal with it. Surely I've headed it off, right?

Optometrist recommends doctor, we manage to get an unofficial appointment for the afternoon (sorry to the people we bump back). The eye has decided to stop being quite as dramatic, but thanks to my video evidence, we get a referral onwards. All is good, I can update everyone later... oh, I'm getting a call. MIL.

I update her on the process - yes, we have a referral. Yes, I will let you know when we have the appointment. The appointment will be in [town] or [town]. Kid is fine. Oh, you also knew someone with a lazy eye? Cool.

Twenty minutes later, she's texting me. "Did [kid] have a fall over the weekend? Hope all goes well." A minute later: "We're really worried, but you and [husband] are really good parents. Congratulations on [achievement]." Surely the saga is over, I reply with a simple "thanks" because, yes, we have thought of these things and I don't want to buy into their worry when I'm not concerned yet.

Surely the saga is over.

Nope, she texts Husband instead. "We're so worried about our little grandkids, please tell us when the appointment is, we won't relax until we know what's going on."

I got kid to do a hostage (not really) video saying that they were fine, with no dramatic eyes present.

Tl;dr - I really need to remember the automatic uploads when I take evidence.

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