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


Tuesday, 9 January 2024

January 9 - Do I Look Blind?

For the most part, I don’t worry about my appearance. Certainly, before I step out the door I comb my hair and hope that my clothes match but I don’t worry unduly about how I look. Definitely I don’t stop to think and worry that other people might or might not point me out as being blind.

This brings me to a day before Christmas. Lyle and I were in Costco. We were doing a little bit of last minute shopping after an appointment in the city. I wasn’t wearing my low vision ID badge and I wasn’t using my white cane. So, when we stopped in the aisle to sample one of those sample goodies, I was quite surprised when the woman manning the counter asked me if I had macular degeneration. I was taken aback. Did I look blind?

When I told my daughter about this experience, she told me that although usually I appear to be someone with sight, when I reach for something, just as I did in Costco that day, my eyes sometimes seem to wander as I reach out searching to grasp the object. I hadn’t thought about this before, but I know that she was right. I am always careful when I am on the receiving end of something being handed to me.

Jen and I agreed that the question from this stranger was a little intrusive, but then Jen asked if the woman seemed to have a particular reason for her question. She said that often people will ask if they have a story of their own to tell. Indeed this was the case. Once I affirmed that I did have a vision problem, the woman launched into a story about her sister who had recently been diagnosed with macular degeneration. From that point on in the exchange, all I needed to do was to nod.

So, while I usually use my low vision badge and white cane to intentionally alert other people to my visual challenges, it seems that I don’t always need these aids. I just need to be myself - after all, I am legally blind.

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