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WHERE THE BOARDWALK ENDS
Growing up with low vision isnt easy. People call me special or different, but Im no more special or different than any other eleven year old boy. I just cant see in the middle of my vision. I have a scotoma, or blind spot, taking up 30 degrees of a 160 degree visual field, so I go through life missing details. Older people with low vision say Im lucky I got Stargardt disease so young. They think its easier to adapt to low vision when youre young. I was actually born with it, but my vision began to fail when I was six. I dont remember what normal vision is, so maybe theyre right. I really dont know what Im missing. Now, at age 11, Im pretty good at reading Braille, and I can use low vision aids better than most old folks. And Ill never have my license taken away, because Ill never drive in the first place. So its going to be okay for me, but I think its hard on Mom. I rate Stargardt disease sixth on a scale of one to ten (ten being really bad). Mom always uses that scale when Im sick or hurt, so she can try to judge my level of pain. There are so many worse things out there: fatal diseases, losing a limb, brain damage, living in a wheelchair. So I try to play the cards I was dealt. I have an orphan disease, which means very few kids have it. Mom looked online when I was diagnosed and found lots of support for herself, but she had trouble finding anything for me. Thats when we decided we should write my story, so other kids wont feel so alone. Diagnosis I was diagnosed on June 25, 2003. Mom was eight months pregnant with my little sister, Emily, and she says thats a day shell never forget. She took me in for an examination, because, from the way I held my books touching my nose, she thought I needed glasses. The pediatric ophthalmologist had me read the eye chart. I read the first line: E. He said, Read the next line, and I said I couldnt see anything else. He told Mom, Theres something else going on here. The nurse gave me some eyedrops that opened my pupils all the way. Then the doctor looked inside my eyes with a lighted magnifier. After a little while, he asked me to leave the room. I stood outside with my ear pressed against the door, trying to hear what they were saying. Mom calls me Big Ears, but not because I have big ears. Theyre actually kind of small, like the rest of me. But I can always hear everything she says, even when shes whispering. The doctor told Mom a bunch of things she couldnt understand. She started to cry. She asked the doctor to write down what he thought was wrong with me so she could look it up online when she got home. Then she took my hand, and we left. I really dont remember much about the rest of the day, except Mommom Rita and Pop David coming over. Im sure I thought my grandparents were just visiting, like they did at least once a week. The next few days, Mom spent a lot of time on her computer. She learned that Stargardt disease is a juvenile form of macular degeneration that affects central vision in people under age twenty. What the doctor saw in my eyes were yellowish-whitish spots in all kinds of shapes. He knew those spots were going to eventually take away my central vision, and I wouldnt be able to see details and maybe not colors, either. Reading and recognizing faces would become very hard or impossible for me. Some people with Stargardt disease lose their central vision faster than others, with about half of us becoming legally blind by the time were fifty. That means things we can barely see at twenty feet, people with normal vision can see from two hundred. Eventually, almost all of us will become legally blind. And glasses wont help. Scientists know that Stargardt disease is caused by a mutant gene called ABCR-4.1 Theyre working on treatments now, but so far, there is no cure. Until there is, we need to learn how to use low vision devices, and we have to learn how to use other senses in place of our eyesight. Coping Mom believes helping a son or daughter live with an eye disease is like dealing with death. Before she could accept my condition, she had to go through things like denial, guilt, fear and sadness, just like part of me was dying. Mom had to watch me lose a little vision every day, and she couldnt do anything to stop it. Growing up and going to school is tough enough for any kid, but its a lot harder for those of us with low vision. We have to face things like getting through crowded hallways, not being able to get a drivers license, and not being able to see normal print, faces or Friday night football games. But all these things are easier to take when our families and friends are there for us. Here are some things my family does that helps me: 1. They admit that Im visually impaired. 2. Theyre honest with me. 3. They talk to me on my level. 4. They teach me what I need to know when I need to know it. 5. They give me confidence enough to stand up for myself. 6. They dont feel sorry for me. 7. They concentrate on what I can do, not what I cant. 8. They remind me Im more than my eyes. ![]() What Do I See? After I was diagnosed, Mom asked me all the time, What do you see? Its kind of hard to explain. People with Stargardt disease see at different levels. And those visual acuity numbers from the eye chart are just numbers. They dont really describe how well we can get around or do things. People with normal vision have a hard time understanding what we see. Actually, its more about what we dont see than what we do see. I tell my friends to try wearing glasses with a finger-tip size spot of Vaseline in the middle of each lens. I tell them to walk around and try to read without looking away from the spot, and that will give them a pretty good idea. 2 ![]() School When I was in first grade, Mom asked for a meeting at my school. I was an early reader, so I was already reading above grade level. I didnt need too much in terms of low vision devices at the time, but Mom wanted the school to be aware of my disease. She wanted them to understand how it would affect me as I got older. They started working with me early, and that helped a lot. All school districts are supposed to have teachers trained to work with kids like me. Its the law. When Mom asked for the meeting, they had thirty days to get back to her about it. Once they decided I was eligible for low vision services, they set up an individualized education plan (IEP) for me. This was put together by a whole team of people: my parents, teachers, a teacher trained to work with visually impaired kids, my school counselor, the assistant principal, and the school nurse. Anyone else could have attended, too, as long as Mom let the school office know.3 Mom distributes information to my teachers to help them learn how Stargardt disease affects me at school. Its called Helping Teachers Understand Students With Stargardt Disease, and theres a copy of it at the end of my story. Questions Stargardt disease is progressive, so Mom takes me to the retinal specialist every six months. I dont look forward to all the tests, but they really arent so bad. Since we cant think of everything we want to know when were at the clinic, Mom and I write down questions ahead of time. This is a sample of some we have asked:
These are all fair questions the doctor wont mind answering. Unfair questions are those that expect him to tell the future. No one can tell me how slow or fast my condition will progress, or how much Ill be able to see ten years from now. Its also unfair to expect the doctor to teach me all there is to know, but he should be able to tell me where I can learn. I can find out an awful lot from trusted websites, books, and other people who are going through this. Mom has found some great organizations and support groups that have really helped us. Here are our favorites: Foundation Fighting Blindness www.blindness.org Macular Degeneration Support www.mdsupport.org National Federation of the Blind www.nfb.org There is also an Internet site where families like mine can create websites for sharing with others. Its called CaringBridge, and our site is at www.caringbridge.org/md/matthewandjosh. Low Vision Devices Since there isnt a treatment or cure for Stargardt disease, low vision assistive devices are the best tools I have.The first things we got were a large wall clock, a talking clock, a talking watch, and a phone with large numbers. I also have a scanner/reader so I can listen to books, a dome magnifier, an electronic magnifier, a monocular, special television glasses, and magnification software for my computer.4 I got a lot of these things through our states rehabilitation service and my school. I was glad they let me try them out first to decide which ones were right for me. People who write to Internet message boards and email discussion groups have also helped us decide which devices to buy.5 These devices are really helpful, and even fun to use. I cant wait to see what theyre going to come up with next! Fighting Back Fundraising is a great way to fight back against this disease, and its something our family has fun doing together. Over the past few years, we have raised over $50,000 for non-profit organizations like the Foundation Fighting Blindness, Wilmer Eye Institute, U.S. Space and Rocket Center, and Hoover Low Vision Rehabilitation Center. We always make sure our money goes right where we want it to. Most charities will let you do that. Volunteering for clinical trials6 is another way to fight back. Right now, no trials are being done for Stargardt disease, but the Foundation Fighting Blindness has me on a waiting list for when the time comes. My cure and treatment could come from gene research, stem cell research, retinal implantation, a new drug or supplement, or maybe all of these things. Im ready to help whenever they need me. In This Together I dont like to end this part of my story with bad news, but in September 2004, my younger brother, Josh, was diagnosed with Stargardt disease. Now hes showing signs of vision loss like I did at his age. Our little sister, Emily didnt get those genes, and that makes us very happy. ![]() Im happy and sad at the same time about Josh. Im glad I have someone to share this with now, but Im sad it had to be him. Still, we have a lot going for us. Scientists are working hard on cures for eye diseases, lots of devices and computer programs are out there for us, rehabilitation therapists are always ready to help, and, of course, we have our family, friends and teachers all doing their best to help us grow up strong and confident. Josh and I are still kids, so this story isnt over. Weve got a long way to go, and we know our next chapter is only going to be as good as we decide to make it. With everyones help, I know well be just fine. ![]() Epilogue: The End of the Boardwalk When I was eight, my family vacationed at the beach in Ocean City, Maryland. One day, we walked along the boardwalk to 27th street. I couldnt see it very well, but Mom said that was where the boardwalk ended. She told me it was a beautiful sight where the dunes began and the beach widened to the ocean. I asked her if we could keep going, and she started to say something about how much easier it would be to stay where the walking was easier. But then she took my hand, like she did that day in the doctors office, and we ran off into the sand together. ![]() Blind is an adjective to describe yourself. Letters From Mom
Helping Teachers Understand Students
Moms Footnotes
2. Lighthouse International, based in New York, 212-821-9200, sells simulated vision glasses with a blurry spot in the central vision. 3. To learn more about the IEP process, a wonderful website may be found at www.wrightslaw.com. I highly recommend that parents learn what their childs rights are, and what assistance they are eligible to receive. If the school system doesnt respond, parents have to advocate for their children at a local level. The National Association of Parents with Visually Impaired Children (www.spedex.com/napvi) is an excellent advocacy resource. 4. Links to nearly all low vision assistive devices on the market can be found on the MD Support site at www.mdsupport.org/resources.html. 5. Very active message boards and email discussion groups may be found at www.mdsupport.org and www.blindness.org. 6. Clinical trials are the final clinical research phase necessary for the Food and Drug Administration (FDA) to approve a treatment for use in humans. The clinical testing of experimental drugs is normally done in three phases, each successive phase involving a larger number of people. |