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Googley eyes.

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This is what happens when designers don’t think about the visually impaired people of the world.

Not taking into consideration how hard it can be looking for a particular app on a tablet or mobile phone.

Very frustrating thinking you’ve tapped on a particular app you want, to find something you don’t want has popped up.

The amount of times I’ve done the above. Especially if they are just mainly a colour. You want Facebook for instance and you get your banking app, 02 or text messages. All square. All same shade of blue.

Help over time for accessibility functions for screens are increasing mainly. In settings you can change the display, size of the font and magnification help all in a few clicks. Helpful tools to make our life easier.

However. When you’re faced with this example below. How is this going to help?

It’s hard enough as it is.

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PICTURE DESCRIPTION Showing examples of how graphics can look very similar to visually impaired people.
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Covid Series 2…

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PICTURE DESCRIPTION Cartoon picture of girl with brown hair laid down in front of fire crying.

Went out on the 17th of December for a few drinks with a bunch of people. Had a lovely jubbly time. All was well in One Vision world. Well… apart from the eye condition, but all good.

Woke up the next morning. Felt absolutely shocking. Proper like… What the actual F…

Nope. It wasn’t the Strongbows. I hardly drink nowadays.

Got up and just then couldn’t get my head off the settee.

I’ve had this feeling before I thought… Oh here we bloody go…

Was supposed to be going out for a meal with another couple that night. We made our excuses. I couldn’t function.

Took a Covid test. I’ve got it again. Brilliant…

Now if anyone read my Covid rant from the first time, you will now it was a very scary, lonely time for me. My mental health plummeted, along with physical health. This was in 2020. A time before jabs and people being able to come into your home to look after you, the very least just for some company. A physical presence beside you.

So I got a bit scared thinking I can’t do that again.

It ended up where I spent Christmas day watching Marilyn Monroe movies alone with a makeshift dinner. I quite enjoyed it!

I wasn’t able to go out for ages and even after this it was a struggle. It seemed like I wasn’t ever going to get back to normal.

The good thing is that although I still don’t have all my smell and taste back. I now don’t smoke anymore, I was too ill and the thought made me feel sick and I am mainly eating fish, seafood and hardly any meat at all. Covid, both times, put me off it. This time even moreso.

I won’t bore you with the rest, but if you want something to read to get you to sleep, below is a link to my blog post for the first round.

Blog post about my first Covid illness

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Falling Down

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OK. So you will understand in a minute, why I’ve popped a funny post up first for my return, because I’m trying to butter you up for these next 2, quite frankly, miserable ones.

It is what it is, but then they’re out of the way, who knows what’s coming up next. I don’t ☺… Anyway…

Sometime ago. I told my better half that my eyesight was alot worse at night than it had been previously.

Now, he understands this as he has Chlorademia. A genetic eye condition which is sort of the opposite of mine, but similar… Sort of. I help with the distance, he tells me the time and reads me stuff.

Cue to me walking down a path. He was in front, I was behind gabbing on like I do. I was watching the floor to check there wasn’t anything in my way. It was dark, around 8pm with street lamps on.

All good.

Slam.

I’m on the floor. I don’t know why everything was good.

I’m in the road like a dropped bin bag. I’ve got a black long coat on looking like one and very likely to get ran over if I don’t move. He helps me up off the floor I’m upset, hurt and abit shocked to be honest. My arm and my knee really hurt.

I start crying and freaking out abit. I didn’t see the edge of the kerb at all. My first fall due to my eyesight failing.

I know it sounds daft, but I didn’t think I would ever fall. Hadn’t really crossed my mind.

Just thought the path was there. I saw it. At least I thought I did. Suppose I cannot trust my eyes on the dark anymore.

The dark patch is there. The blind spot to the right.

So I calmed down and we set off to the shop. (Rich was very concerned for me, but also concerned about getting some choccy for himself ). Outside the shop I started laughing as I realised I was very lucky not to break my arm or something. Relief probably and you’ve got to look at the positives haven’t you?

We got back to his house and then I was upset again, realising I now felt unsafe wandering around in the dark and I’d fallen due to this bloody eyesight condition I don’t want.

This was several months ago. My arm still hurts but slowly getting better. Just dented my confidence. I’m now very, very, careful if I’m out in the dark.

I maybe shouldn’t have been so cocky.

If you want to read about my fear of kerbs in a short blog post please click below.

Read here about my blog post Visual impairment and kerbs