Welcome to White Cane Connections.

My name is Sue Boman. Yes, that’s me in the picture posted here. I have called this blog White Cane Connections because I am one of the many people who use a white cane. I began this blog because I wanted to write about a project I undertook in 2012. The plan was to complete a series of walks using my white cane. Between March and September, I walked in 82 different locations across Canada. So, the blog begins by telling of my experiences and the many people I met along the way.

While this particular journey has now been completed, I find that I still have much to write about. I am continuing to make new white cane connections, and so for the time being I will continue to add regular posts to this blog. I am hoping that you will be a partner in the journey.

Sue


Friday, 10 May 2013

May 10 - Sharing



With Mothers Day just around the corner, I have been thinking a lot about my mother.  There is one story in particular I would like to tell you.

A number of years ago, Mum was diagnosed with age related macular degeneration (ARMD).  Oddly, she had wet MD in one eye and dry in the other.  Mum was of the generation which held that a visit to the doctor was a last resort, and so her eye condition was well advanced before her first visit to an ophthalmologist.  Like many others Mum struggled with the loss of her central vision.  She was no longer able to drive and seeing print was a challenge.  She invested in black marker pens and began to use a CCTV Reader. 

All of this occurred some years after my own loss of sight. While I was able to help Mum with some of the practical challenges associated with changed vision, there was one particular incident that in retrospect stands out for me.  I had written my first book, Ex-Sighted, A New Vision.  While we were staying with Mum on one of our visits, Lyle and I decided we would read the book to her, one chapter at a time.

Lyle came to the chapter about my friend, Norma.  As a young adult Norma was diagnosed with RP, a condition that usually results in complete blindness.  Norma had told me about her feelings when she was initially diagnosed with this condition – feelings of anxiety, confusion, denial, sadness, anger and depression. 

As Lyle read the story out loud, I happened to glance up at my mother. There were tears streaming down her face. When I asked Mum, whose first name is also Norma, what was wrong, her response surprised me.

“That’s me,” she said. “That’s exactly how I felt. You have written about me.”

While RP and macular degeneration are completely different eye conditions, my mother had totally identified with the emotions that are prevalent with adverse change.  I think that it was this incident that underlined for me the need for sharing and the benefit of support groups in this regard.  Support groups provide a space where we can share our feelings about changes in sight.  They are a safe haven for us to share our personal challenges and to encourage each other in the knowledge that other people do indeed understand what it is like to not to be able to see, or at least not to be able to see as well as we used to.

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