I'm very busy raising an eight year old grandson who has cerebral palsy and is blind in one eye.
I'm editing several novels and have completed two illustrated poetry books. Currently I'm looking for interested publishers.
Would love to keep in touch with everyone who enjoys my poetry but there is never enough time. If you'd like updates on what's going on, you'll find it here.
Newsletter Dated: 4/9/2003 11:03:05 AM
Subject: Sandy's Chatterbox
First, thank all of you for your thoughtfulness. prayers and concern.
Doogie's right eye is healing well but his vision is still blurry and changing. We'll return to Portland in another two weeks (on his 9th birthday, April 22nd) for another exam. It's expected that his vision will have then 'stabilized' somewhat. However, in approximately three months after that, they will do surgery to remove the oil from his right eye. When the oil is removed, his vision is, again, expected to change (become more clear).
So~what the doctor said is that we can't have Doogie fitted for glasses for at least another two weeks and, even if he get glasses then, he will
still need another new pair after the oil is removed (perhaps in August). Neither of Doogie's glasses are working for him now. We were thinking of
perhaps putting a new lens in the latest pair we'd bought (on March 10th) for him to wear until August. We'll discuss that further when we next see the doctor.
Currently he can see a 'bit'--most everything is still blurry--but is extremely near-sighted.
Words by Doogie; assisted by grandma
(Annie, Doogie's best friend, was born without arms and legs. They've been best friends since we've lived in Prineville--nearly five years.)
My friend, Annie, is not like other girls I know.
She has no arms and no legs--
must have a wheelchair to go--
but, she's beautiful!
When we're outside, she cheers me on as I swing.
She has a sweet voice.
I say, "Sing, Annie, sing."
She sounds beautiful!
It's her dream, and we pray, that someday she will walk.
Hopeful, we believe that
her dreams are more than talk;
we'll run . . . beautiful.
Until that can be,
she can lean on me.
Annie is beautiful to me!