When you are told that you are losing you vision even more than you have, you have a multitude of choices. You can agree with the ophthalmologist that this will have a serious impact on your daily life. You can choose to ignore it and carry on living life regardless. You may wish to become best friends with Siri and search the internet for miracle cures. You can choose to tell all your friends and family, or you can tell none. You can find some professional help for the changes you will need, or you can make up your own solutions as you go along. The reaction of each person will be different as that is the beauty of being human. We always have a choice.
Despite always having double partial vision from birth, I always loved to read the blurry print that I could not really see but always tried. Using methods of deduction rather than ability to read, picking out letters one by one that had less of a haze around excited my brain as I gradually figured out what the word was meant to say. As I worked out the rules of grammar from the blurry books in front of me when words on the board were a mystery, I fell deeper and deeper into the love of the written word. I love a good challenge.
Transitioning from partial sight to being registered as blind was no shock to me as it was inevitable. I did loose the love of smelling books old and new but then the idea of a challenge replaced that love. When I could no longer search for the books that I wanted to read, I thought I may as well start to write them. I wanted to write the positive books that spoke of hope instead of tragedy. My blurry eyes were missing that clarity of thinking in a world that was now inaccessible to me, so I found an alternative way to find that fresh void. Solutions are so simple if we allow them to be.
In an age where technology is so readily available, I would be daft not to use it. Using programmes such as Dolphin that speak to me, a Dictaphone and a magnifier of 1200% on inverted colours on the laptop, writing is more than possible. Having finally finishing writing my first book which has taken me exactly 5 months to do, I am sitting here planning completing my second book that has been eagerly waiting for me on my laptop for a while. Writing when you are blind is possible when you stop seeing barriers and start seeing solutions.
If I can no longer read, I may as well write. When we are faced with problems in life there are a multitude of solutions available to us if we want them bad enough. We are blessed to live in a time where help is in abundance from many difference sources, it’s just a shame we sometimes forget to look in these places. I hope your “can’t” also soon turn into your “may as wells”. Happy challenge fighting, you will smash it.