Category: So hard, this 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’” →