Judgement Day for Stella’s Vision, Part 1: Ophthalmology’s View

Well, on Friday morning, Stella and I made our way to Seattle Children's ophthalmology department for her yearly exam. The high-level stats for those keeping score and not wanting to sift through a lengthy post: Clear improvement of stereoscopy, virtually unchanged acuity (still one line different at 20/30 and 20/40, though one examiner saw equal… Continue reading Judgement Day for Stella’s Vision, Part 1: Ophthalmology’s View

The Great Peripheral Awakening of 2011

A few weeks ago,  I noticed a distinct change in Stella's vision. Bam! It could not have been more obvious if she slapped me across the face and said, "Damn it, mommy woman! My vision is changing! Give me a god damned hug!" In short, her peripheral vision opened up in dramatic fashion. Last year,… Continue reading The Great Peripheral Awakening of 2011

Artist, and goggles, at work

Stella's Easter basket included a sweet set of watercolors and accompanying pad of paper. She's used them every day so far, at her request, and as it so engages her, I've been putting the goggles on her while she paints. We're starting to branch out, no longer limited to the brush that was included with… Continue reading Artist, and goggles, at work

Quick VT note: TLC for Stella’s transitioning toes.

Stella's toes are starting to relax. The yoked prism goggles continue to benefit her, but it's created a small, surprising side effect. Turns out, her toes have been clenched so consistently for so long that the skin is actually having to stretch out as her toes extend outward. There are now raw, sometimes bloody cracks… Continue reading Quick VT note: TLC for Stella’s transitioning toes.

Another copy qualm (little girls as decor)

That anxiety-inducing daily deal site I recently mentioned has done it again. Being a copywriter myself, you'd think I'd avoid tearing apart some other copywriter's work. But apparently that is not the case. I've written for many fabulous clients but I've also written passionate, emotive copy about cat-themed chip clips and Cinnabon. So I'm not… Continue reading Another copy qualm (little girls as decor)

Stella’s Easter Basket, with a side of drug-addicted squirrel

Easter has already been a source of fun! We hung eggs on the magnolia tree out back. Stella really got into the activity, but that was just the start. Each day, we've watched squirrels do battle with our cheap Easter ornaments. Comedy gold! Picture a determined, acrobatic squirrel, with that signature manic energy, suspended from… Continue reading Stella’s Easter Basket, with a side of drug-addicted squirrel

Happy Stella progresses with yoked prism goggles and vision therapy

As spring arrived, Stella turned a corner and found herself in a sunnier place. I'm soaking it up, people. All of a sudden, she seems more social. Of course she's still shy in some situations, but lately, nothing really seems out of the ordinary for her age. At the playground last week, she complimented an… Continue reading Happy Stella progresses with yoked prism goggles and vision therapy

Blogging. Stella. Me me me!

Feeling anxious. It keeps being said in the media and whatnot (on blogs, probably) that blogging is extremely narcissistic. I'm worried that I'm not measuring up because this blog is only somewhat narcissistic so far. You see, I need to write about things in addition to vision therapy but I've been afraid to. So I… Continue reading Blogging. Stella. Me me me!

Re-entering the ring: Stella the Spella!

Just a few small updates for now. Stella can spell her name and delights in doing so. I'm extremely proud of her, as you can imagine. I suspect she'll start spelling other words soon. She's making a habit of quickly rattling off the letters in the words she sees. I have to say that it's… Continue reading Re-entering the ring: Stella the Spella!

Sucker punched!

Well, today's vision therapy could not have gone much worse. She refused to wear the prism goggles for more than a minute or two at at time. Not only did she kick, throw and scream, she attempted to toss all the folders and paperwork off of Bethanie's desk with several angry sweeps of her little… Continue reading Sucker punched!