Color Me Fabulous? Are we ready to throw out the white cane in favor of designer colors? I started this cane journey about ten years ago. I could hardly accept the fact I needed a cane let alone try to
Libby Thaw’s Checkered Eye and ‘Doing Fine’ The Joy of Networking I have to say one thing — traveling along the road on this sight loss journey nowadays the view is quite different that it used to be. I love
3 Benefits to a Low Vision Exam A low vision exam is usually set up through referral, either by a regular optometrist or an eye specialist. The specialist may practice in the same network or in a separate location. My low vision exam was
Tactile Pavement is a Necessity in the City “Braille for the Feet” 35-Day Author Blogging Challenge – Day 11 “Truncated Domes,” “Braille for the Feet,” “Tactile (or Hazard Warning) Pavement” are just a few of the terms I’ve seen
The Spotlight on Low Vision Lighting Living Safely, Seeing More Comfortably Lately, I’ve been researching what kinds of lighting work best for various tasks for those with low vision. A definite fall out from the death of a florescent light in a
Spotlight on ‘Doc Pritchard’ Low Vision Specialist Magnifying Hope The months of July and August are dedicated to local people who make a difference in the lives of the vision impaired people in my community. Doc Pritchard is the name
Coping with Ongoing Vision Loss Seeing … the wrong side of the edge! *** “No, no! I said, edge. Edge. Not the wrong side of the ledge!” Misunderstandings like this occur frequently in my house between my elderly mother who is hard-of-hearing and
F is for Funerals Teachers know what letter grades mean. “Don’t you dare FAIL (or even FALL) at this funeral parlor gig.” As I prepared for it, I realized that everything I knew about funerals came from my senior high school
Lord, I Seek Your Hand In the darkness I seek Your hand to guide me along each road ahead, Though I often struggle and slip, unable to see where Your feet have tread; As I strain and force my eyes
The whole transaction happened so fast I didn’t have time to respond.
I held the receipt in my hand with its squiggly line drawn in place of my name, and lifted it closer to examine it.
What was this supposed to mean?
I thumped my head with the palm of my hand and rolled my eyes.