I went to a party...

I went to a party the other night wearing my new soft contact lens. It felt so good to not have my eye bandaged and my face repaired with plastic surgery ! I was doing fine until the party got crowded, the lights were down and some live music started playing. I immediately felt dizzy, sat down and parched my eye with the lens.

I am sooo much better but still have limitations.
At least I am much better, and realize it is so much better, but will never be like it was.

I drove a little farther than I usually drive....

I drove a little,further Thani usually drive since I was sure I knew the way . Of course, I got lost and drove around in circles for 45 min.s. I pulled over and let out a yell of frustration, calmed down and started to use my GPS on my phone. More frustration. I had two driving apps and used the wrong one which I couldn't get to work right. Natch. So, finally I just had to find my way there and made it. I was tempted to go home, but I was so glad I stayed. I have started to visit Rosie, an Auschwitz survivor from Hungary. We both enjoyed our visit immensely. I just always have to remember to Keep My Brave on and stay determined. I am a one eyed driver and will be for the rest of my life.

Much news to tell.....

much news to tell, but before I begin I would like to stop and pay tribute to my beloved Father who I lost last February at 97... It really doesn't matter how old a person is and yes I know he led a full life, I miss him so much.... He fought bravely in WW2 and càme home to his wife, my Mom who he loved deeply. Thank you for being my Father, thank you for fighting for our freedom, thank you for the beautiful life you provided for us. Love, your loving daughter ...

It's been so long, sometimes I can't talk about it...

it's been so long, sometimes,I can't talk about it. I have forgotten to appreciate my caretaker .. I have been so busy. That I hav been selfish and have just focused on my own survival. As hard as it has been for me, it has been just as hard for my husband . What are his feelings?!

Blindness, war

Blindness is something I avoided talking about, didn't want to think of myself as being even partially blind let alone blind. All I can say is it is hard enough with one eye, but blindness?!

The blind who go out and function every day are the real heroes.

The table of terror

The table of terror-just remembering how hard it was to eat dinner at the kitchen table,or as I called it the table of terror. It helped to turn the lights off, but I had developed a "thing" about the table. I felt like I was on a ride at six flags, I felt uneasy, fear.
It was years before I could eat at our table in peace.
The same problem happened in restaurants, I never knew when I would spin off..
Today I am going to put all the lightbulbs back in.
Still hard in restaurants  between the lights and sound.