Better Is Better
Still wimpy on the eye front. I have a follow-up appointment on the 8th. We'll leave for Florida on the 12th. I have 9 days for this eyeball to improve enough to drive the lion's share of our trip. It is not better than it was two days ago, but much better than last week. Better is indeed better.
The library found a really good Braille learning book. I'll be bringing that and the other Braille book I checked out on our trip to Florida. When I'm not driving, I plan to be resting my eyes and what better way than to learn Braille.
I have a strong feeling that we will be moving to Florida's panhandle fairly soon. Hubs is really excited about this trip. Not a lot of Spanish is spoken that far north, but there will be more Spanish spoken there than in Illinois, so maybe hubs's ear will tune in a little more and Costa Rica won't be completely off the table. I know how it must feel for him. When I was a child, I didn't think I'd ever be able to speak with my relatives in full Spanish. By the time I was 16 or 17, I was pretty fluent though, and my family was thrilled that I could take part in their conversations, even if I did have some funny misunderstandings on occasion. Now my frustration is all about trying to lose my accent and clean up my Spanish grammar! I've been listening to guided meditation for sleep in both Spanish and Italian the past week or so. For the Italian, I'm thrilled to pick out a handful of words to catch the meaning. In Spanish, it's *almost* like listening in English. When I'm in that lucid state where I'm almost asleep, I sometimes don't even know if I'm listening in Spanish or English.
Building skills always throw me off for some reason. I always have those moments of doubt when I feel like I could never speak Italian fluently, or never be able to read Braille as quickly as visually interpreting black letters on the white pages of a book. I keep reminding myself of things like how I felt I'd never be able to type well, or speak Spanish fluently when I was a child, but now it's all second nature for me. How I struggled and struggled to do a back limber and a back flip when I was in gymnastics (I aced all the front stuff right away because I had powerful legs, but my back has never been limber). How I spent three weeks teaching myself how to build a database, and in the process learned how to program in VBA, then SQL. I need to keep reminding myself that I need to be persistent and patient while learning new things these days and that because of my vision, it will take me twice as long as it would have when I was in my 20s and 30s.
Yesterday was a migraine day, so I'm playing catch-up today on housework and everything else.