I really do need to write more often. But, when I go to write a blog entry I can’t think of anything to say. I open a blank document, and it just sits there. I come up blank, so I close the document and do something else hoping that eventually something will come to me to write about.
My normal daily live is cooking things to eat, reading, checking email, looking on Facebook a little while, playing with Isaiah, and talking to Edward and my parents. I also chat on Windows Live with a few free fairly often. On days that I have to go to the doctor, or actually do something, I don’t have time for email, Facebook, or chat. I just read while I wait.
I love to read. You’ve heard me say it before, but I’ll say it again. Reading is my form of entertainment. I am not fluent in ASL so I can’t go to a play with an interpreter. I can’t go to the movies because I can’t see to read the caption. I can’t watch TV in my home for the same reason. I can’t listen to the radio, audio books, concerts, or any other form of hearing entertainment.
All I have is these books. I can literally go anywhere and do anything. It keeps me in touch with the world. I read about new things, that I would have no clue about see I neither saw or heard them. It’s sort of like watching a movies, a really long, detailed movie. But instead of me seeing and hearing the people, I am reading the “script” and I see what those people are supposed to look like, and say. So, while I read, the imaged play out it my head. I can be reading and start laughing, just like people would do if they were watching TV.
I read electronic braille. So I load a book onto my braille note, which is portable. I take it with me everywhere. When we get in the car to drive somewhere, I read while I can. Sometimes Isaiah pulls my hands off the braille and wants me to play hand games with him. So I do, but he gets bored and I get to go back to reading. If I am waiting in the doctors office, I read. Any time I am just sitting idle, I read. It’s my form of stimulation and it keeps me sane.
The ABI is working well for me. I go back to Los Angeles in August to have it tuned-up. I am starting to understand a few words when Edward or Isaiah talk to me. It’s really, really nice. At my cousins wedding, I thought I heard something that sounded a little like the “Here Comes The Bride” Wedding March. It made me smile. I had another cousin translate the wedding to me by typing what was going on and being said on the DBC. It worked well.
I have a slower paced life than most, but at least it is an enjoyable one. I take time to live in the happiness. I soak up the new sounds I hear. When people actually try to communicate with me, I feel like I’m the luckiest woman in the world. Reading gives me pleasure. I love to play with Isaiah and he and I are communicating really well these days. All in all, life aint back.
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