My ophthalmologists always told me to seek immediate medical attention if my vision ever displayed shadows, floaters, or flashes of light.
One day, it did.
Ten retinal surgeries, a half dozen laserings, and a couple of cataract removals later, here I am: blind in one eye, low vision in the other.
Low vision doesn’t stop me from enjoying life, but it does slow me down. I love cooking, reading, writing, terriers, and the Buffalo Bills.
Learn with me as I live with low vision.