Blind Camp
I went to Blind Rehab through the Veterans Hospital services in September and was there for 7 weeks. I had some reservations about going; they ranged from not wanting to be gone from home that long, to feelings that I would be taking up a space that someone with worse problems should take, to thoughts that I would just be wasting my time.
My wife started calling it Blind Camp because the instructions that came in advance sounded like you were gong to camp. What you should bring, what you could not bring - sharp, pointy objects - were on the list and there was a clear message that someone else was going to be in control of your life for the duration. We were going to be hospital 'patients'.
On the way down we stopped at a service station to get gas and take a 'station break'. The restroom was outside the MiniMart and down a hall. Coming out of the restroom I went from a bright, white, environment to a dark hall way (dark to me, anyway) and I got disoriented. Thinking I had sorted things out I strode out for what I thought was the doorway back and stepped off into space. I ended up on my back at the bottom of a flight of stairs with nothing hurt except a sprained finger and my pride. I knew I was doing the right thing after that. I'm not much for believing that someone is sending me messages in the affairs of my life, but that would have been a strong argument for such.
Camp was structured and divided into Living Skills, Orientation and Mobility, Visual Skills, and Manual Skills. Most of what I learned was not rocket science, but it was the practical information put together through years of working with veterans with visual problems. All of us were classified as legally blind, but about 80% had some usable vision - thus the section called Visual Skills. This was where I spent most of my time. I have a fairly rare problem compounded by the fact that I had a lazy eye as a child with less than 20/20 vision even after correction. That eye is now the eye with the better visual acuity. Neither eye has much of a field of vies - less than 10 degrees in my better eye.
Saying that the process was not rocket science is a little misleading. Some of the gadgets to assist in seeing and organizing are pretty 'gee-whiz'. I have a gadget called a Jordy that works a lot like the air-filter looking contration that Lamar Burton wore in Star Trek. It receives and displays a pictire onto a screen in front of your eyes that can be manipulated in a number of ways through magnification, reversal of field and ground, display as black and white etc. to aid in vision. It is not perfect. It weighs a lot and about 30 minutes is as long as you can stand to wear it. It looks hazy for some reason outside, and the first thing that comes up on the screen is a warning against trying to walk with the gadget on. Some of the other less technically advanced aids actually helped me more in a given situation.
Computer training is a seperate program that I took concurrently with the other training. Having expeience with computers I only needed to learn how to use a program called Zoom Text. It is a wonderful program for those of us who can still see some. I had time to play around with Excel and Mail Merge.
It is good to back home. I decided that I will use a cane. I had tried to avoid using one and look 'normal', but using one gives me a lot of mobility I didn't have before. I can get across and intersection now without being terrified, and better yet, I have a good idea of which intersections are not doable for a visually impaired or blind person.
I can't wait for my new computer to arrive. It is so much more versatile and easy to use than the one I have now which is set up with Microsoft's Accessabilty features. They are much better than nothing, but leave a lot to be desired Viewing PDF documents or any Apple product with the Accessibilty feature is a royal pain.. Some email goes black when I try to reply.
Perhaps the most valuable part of the program was being surrounded by other men and women with many of the same problems dealing with life without good vision that I did. Some had much worse problems, but were able to cope and maintain their dignity. They were a real inspiration.
