Thursday, July 25, 2013

When I realized

I am often asked this question: When did I realize that my vision was gone? When did I realize that my sight was almost all gone and that I could no longer see?

These are still very painful questions for me to respond to but here goes. I realized the terrible truth the day I stood near my bedroom window and looked out to see if I could see the sun. I could feel the warmth of it on my cheeks but alas! I could not see the golden rays. This is when I realized that my precious vision was now going to be a memory forever and this was the day in late January 2004, days after the doctors attempted to save my right eye after a huge retinal detachment.

I did not say anything to anyone, choosing instead to take stock of my life. I was slow to come to grips with this drastic change but I knew that I had to come to terms with it and deal with it in my own way. It was not easy but it had to be done.

Slowly but surely I realized that my world would be a very different one. With no functional vision to help me get around and no more vision to help me enjoy colors and shapes, I had to revert to using and depending on my ears and hands to help me communicate.

My vision was now even much less than what I was born with. Yes, that was the day that I realized, no warning, no preparation. All up to me now.

I'm Donna J. Jodhan, your friendly accessibility advocate, wishing you a terrific day and inviting you to go out there and spread the word about how blind persons cope. Come by any time and visit me at
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