If you want to honestly know how vision therapy can be life-altering, please read my story.
I was in a near-fatal rollover motor vehicle accident in February of 2000, where I was life-flighted from the accident scene to the trauma hospital in Austin. The injuries I sustained from that crash were tremendous. One of the many injuries I suffered from was a traumatic brain injury (TBI), which affected my vision in ways I never know were possible. I spent about a month in the trauma center, and after several surgeries, I was transferred to St. David's Rehabilitation Hospital, where I "lived" for four months. My injuries were so severe I had to relearn how to do everything all over again except to breath. Everything included learning how to see normal again, as well. During my stint in the rehab hospital, I performed physical, occupational, speech, and cognitive therapies six hours a day, every day, for four months. I worked diligently to get better, but there were days when my vision would hold me back. I had debilitating doubled and blurred vision, and I no longer had depth perception. To make things worse, I would lose sight in my left eye when I started to tire.
Many days when my double and blurred vision was so extreme, and it would cause me to vomit, which made it very hard to do all my therapies. There were times when I would wear a patch over my left eye, which would help, but not always. As I progressed and moved closer to being released to go home, I learned to deal with my complicated vision. Talk about a challenge!
I used to say; I was like Cinderella - I would turn into a pumpkin every night between 9p and 930p because I would "lose" my sight. My eyes were exhausted at the end of every day, which caused the extreme doubled and blurred vision I experienced in the rehab hospital to occur. The only thing I could do not to vomit was to close my eyes for the rest of the evening. My visual deficits made it difficult to do much of anything. It was hard to go on a date with my former husband or have friends over because I had to close my eyes, starting around 9p every single night.
Then one day, back in 2004, a very close friend of mine who happens to be a physical therapist called me. She told me she had just attended a lecture on vision therapy by Dr. Denise Smith. She said Dr. Smith specialized in vision therapy and was new to the area, so I could probably make an appointment with her easily. I quickly collected Dr. Smith's contact information and called to schedule an appointment with her immediately. Boom, I was scheduled to see her a few days later. I am Dr. Smith's third patient!
Both my former husband and my friend went to my eye appointment with me. Dr. Smith did a comprehensive examination. My eyes and I were utterly exhausted afterward - I turned into a pumpkin very early that day! Haha! My vision therapy began with Sara the next week and went on for almost a year before Dr. Smith could give me a prescription.
My brain had to be retrained to see normal again. I can still remember when Dr. Smith said - "well, are you ready to not turn into a pumpkin any longer? It's time to evaluate you for your prescription?" I looked at her and said - "Are you kidding me! I'm beyond ready for my glass slippers!" I was thrilled to death! I had worked so hard for that moment! Because my lenses have prisms in them, they took longer than usual to make. I remember bugging the heck out of Tracy by calling every other day, asking if my glasses had arrived. Poor Tracy! Tracy finally called and said my glasses when in, and for me to go to the office to get fitted. I called my former husband to tell him I was picking up my "glass slippers," and he was taking me on a date that night! And then I zoomed over to Dr. Smith's office, she adjusted my glasses, I hugged her tightly, and I was off.
My former husband took me on a date that night to Cool River. It was close to our house just in case the glasses failed me, but they did not! We stayed out until past midnight - I had to stay out past midnight to know for sure my Cinderella days were over!! I left a voicemail on Dr. Smith's answering machine five stikes after midnight telling her I didn't turn into a pumpkin because my glass slippers were the perfect fit!! I thanked her profusely repeatedly! It's funny, but I still have that first pair of glasses. I turned them into my readers, and I wear them every day. I will never rid of them. How could I - they were my original glass slippers!
Nineteen years ago, several EMS personnel and one physician saved my life. From there, many nurses, physical, occupational, speech, and cognitive therapists helped improve the quality of my life. But Fifteen years Dr. Smith, Sara, and Tracy gave me the rest of my life back - my vision!!
Thank you, Dr. Smith, Sara, and Tracy, for being who you are for doing the work you do! You have and will continue to give so many people back the rest of their lives!!
I am eternally grateful!
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