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
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
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
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
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
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!
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!
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!
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