Stella is a toe-walker. She's been tiptoeing around for as long as I can remember. Prancing, really. Her gait has been so bouncy and adorable, so evocative of a little ballerina, that her physical effervescence has charmed even sour onlookers. I've been kindling a small flame of worry about her overworked and constantly clenched toes, despite an… Continue reading How vision therapy is saving Stella’s toes, and then some.
The solution was there, sitting in the corner of the kitchen all along. My microwave timer has saved patching. The obtrusive but helpful-in-a-pinch black box has also helped salvage the vision therapy we do at home. Cue an annoying series of loud, celebratory beeps! It makes sense. The only reason women endure childbirth is because… Continue reading My own pilot study: Microwaves’ effectiveness in increasing compliance with vision training
In the first chapter of John Gottman's wonderful book, Raising an Emotionally Intelligent Child, my current daily life is illuminated: "Behavioral psychologists have observed that preschoolers typically demand that their caretakers deal with some kind of need or desire at an average rate of three times a minute." Stella is officially two and a half, 38… Continue reading Two points of view. One big push forward.
When Stella gets really upset about anything at all, her immediate, go-to move is to tear off her adorable purple glasses with one hand (OUCH!) and throw them, with the force of every ounce of rage she's got. Though to be fair, in the rare minutes when they are off, she will sometimes ask for… Continue reading An inevitable dip in the roller-coaster ride
Yesterday was sunny and crisp. A Golden Delicious apple of a day. Okay, a frozen one. I'd recently read about how incredibly important and beneficial outdoor time is to kids' eyesight, and was determined to whisk Stella off to the neighborhood park immediately after her nap. Stella woke up, and after wasting about 30 to… Continue reading Stella insists she can see with BOTH eyes
Gah! I can't tell you how long I've been dying to use the above title for a blog post about Stella's vision. Eons. For those of you who don't know, "strabismus" (defined as "abnormal alignment of one or both eyes") sounds a lot like "business" with a funny extra syllable in front. So there you… Continue reading Takin’ care of strabismus
When I was an infant, I had to wear booties attached by a bar. The goal was to straighten out my legs. It worked, but my legs are a bit S-shaped to this day. They curve oddly at the knee, a quirk noticed by various coaches in middle and high school. But you know what?… Continue reading Knowing when to worry, and when not to
I've always been proud of my perfect vision. I've bragged about it openly, and came to appreciate it even more after Stella's visual challenges revealed the complexity and wonder of human eyesight. "I'm so lucky and blessed," I thought, darting my hawk eyes around to appreciate my crystal clear view of life. Turns out it's… Continue reading The eyes don’t have it.
It happened in the glow of our large flat monitor with the two dead pixels, which have long taunted us with their bold red hue. Stella freaked out, both passionately and oddly, flailing her arms around her head and wailing out of apparent discomfort. A powerful emotional display for a fit based on what seemed… Continue reading A crime of passion. A lesson for us all.
It's amazing what you can do with a few markers and a tea cup. Oh, the simple addition of a tea cup seals the deal, my friends. Overall, home-based vision therapy is getting easier as I find and engineer more and more exercises that she enjoys. Yes, enjoys! She still asks to play "eye games"… Continue reading It’s all fun and eye games until someone attains 20/20 visual acuity in her left eye.