This one is just for fun, because kids with CVI like to have fun. We can play a game and approach it from the perspective of cortical visual impairment (CVI). A good friend recently gave Jasper a game called “Guess Who?” My worry was that it was about recognizing facial expressions. Turns out it is more about recognizing visual details than expressions. And turns out that my son adores this game. Continue reading ““Guess Who?” game in Phase III CVI”
As parents of children who have CVI, every day we experience their difficulty with the visual complexity of the human face (complexity, distance, latency, movement; Roman). Our kids struggle to look at our faces, to make eye contact with us, to read our facial expressions. They struggle to visually recognize us as their parents. Cortical visual impairment means they miss facial expressions such as boredom, confusion, frustration, sadness, worry. CVI means they also miss seeing the happiness, joy, love and pride that it is written on a parent’s face.
What follows is the story of Emma, who learned to smile with her mom, Lynn. Continue reading “Learning to smile”
Waiting outside the classroom door for our kids to be dismissed, another mom smiled to me and said, “Let me know if there is anything Ben can do to help Jasper.” This mom was not yet familiar, and all at once a stunned gratitude welled up inside me. This other mom obviously had some awareness of Jasper’s cortical visual impairment (CVI). Continue reading “How your child can help my child who has CVI”
The face your child makes when he cannot recognize you. I am there, maybe twenty feet in front of him, calling his name. The balmy therapy pool is not busy but the indoor acoustics of water and splashing and concrete interfere with the sensory processing necessary for locating mommy by voice. Cortical visual impairment interferes with sorting out and distinguishing the visual information of mommy, and the background grid of cubbies stuffed with tote bags, shoes and brightly colored towels. Standing almost directly in front of him, my son moves his head to the left, shifting me into his right, or preferred visual field, unsure of whether he hears his mother’s voice, and unsure where to find me in that space. Continue reading “‘So hard, this CVI’”