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Two stories for June 1

(Boy, Jon is a prolific writer at school these days: He’s doing more blog entries than Mom and Dad!

The first story is based on an exercise in his reader directing the reader to draw a picture of a fish family having fish fun. As Tami writes: “I asked Jon if he’d like to [draw]. He said “Uh. NO! I’ll write a story!” So he did!” —L)

Fish Family Having Fish Fun

What kind of fish family is having fish fun? Goldfish are having fish fun. They are swimming with my Grandma. Do you like to swim like a fish? I like to! Because they are swimming with us. I am going to get wet. They are going to splash us. Then I’m going to jump.

Jon

(For the next story Tami suggested Jon write a story about the rice krispie squares the class made yesterday with substitute teacher Diana: “Tell me all about it. What did you use?”…)

Rice crispy Squares

I was makeing rice crispy squares. We used marshmalos and marjrin and rice crispys. The rice crispy squares smell good. I was makeing rice crispy squares with Diana. I was going to have a rice crispy square. I am about to read Frekl Juce. It is a chapter book.

Jon

The mouse floting In the water

I see a mouse floting in the water. Do you like to see a mouse floting in the water? I am about to see the mouse go sqeak sqeak sqeak. When the mouse lands in the water it will go splash. The mouse is all wet. The mouse swims in the water.

Jon

Grandma and Grandpa’s house

(This is a pretty accurate description of our Sunday afternoon, down to the missing diving board and whacking Dad on the bum to make him “fall” spectacularly into the pool.—L)

I went swimming with my Daddy. Then Daddy did a caninball. Daddy jumped into the water. I was swimming to the stairs. Daddy did 1 more caninball. There was no more diveing bored. All there was was a side. I were a bading sute. Anty Pam did a caninball. Anty Pam did 1 more caninball. Maggin and Osten did a caninball. Maggin and Osten did 1 more caninball. I didn’t do a caninball. I pushed dad on the bum. I love to go back into the house to take my bating sute off.

Jon

Glasses

I picked out glasses. I where glasses. The glasses look pritty. I love to take the glasses for show and tell. I am about to answer questchins about the glasses. Like who bought it for you? My Daddy bought it for me. Did you like the glasses? I like them because they help me see better.

Dr. Wiggins

Jon, Dr. Wiggins and interns

PeterJon has met a lot of doctors in his time, and some of them are quite amazing people. Dr. Pam at Sick Kids was one. Dr. Rick Wiggins, an optometry professor at the Special-Needs Eye Clinic at the University of Waterloo, is another. He’s a great doctor and an amazing teacher. Each visit, he is teaching a team of two interns, who conduct the initial examination and it’s almost worth it to watch him teach them, aside from the fact that he’s also teaching us and watching Jon and catching details that even we as parents have missed.

The way the Waterloo eye clinic deals with special needs kids is, in our experience, so different from the far more clinical approach of other doctors. For instance, Jon came out of a rigorous eye exam, but all he could talk about afterwards was that he had watched Finding Nemo. After some vision tests with projectors and cards, they study the internal eye stuff by letting the kid watch TV while they examine the lens from a bit of a distance (no drops, either!). Dr. Wiggins, ever attuned to the patient, picked up on Jon’s interest in Pixar, so that’s what was on the VCR when it came time to watch.

Despite the fact that these trips to Waterloo pretty much take out the entire day, we’ve always seen it as a fun adventure. We always come out of it fully briefed, with proactive ideas and expert advice about what we can do next. Our kid comes out happy as a clam, no worse for wear after an hour-long exam of his weakest sensory system.

And we get to eat at Swiss Chalet for lunch, another tradition, which makes Jon even happier.

So how did it go? His eyes are healthy. We’re getting a clearer idea of how Jon sees. While most humans would have commited to one strong eye by his age (thus ending up with one “lazy” one), Jon uses both of his eyes independently. Generally together, but if he needs detail, he’ll in-turn the unused eye to keep things sharp. Anyway, given that he’s still using both eyes at almost age 10, we can expect that he’s got them for life.

A brief primer on how you see: when you look at things, your eyes are moving in tiny saccades, jumping around both to study detail and to keep the retinal image fresh. Jon’s eyes move in saccades too, but his jumps are less fine. As well, his eyes undergo nystagmus (involuntary rapid, rhythmic eye movements). This would especially affect things like reading. Questions for the future: will his eye tracking improve as his reading does? Or is this another of his motor issues, and may limit future progress in reading? We can only push the envelope and find out.

Over the years, we’ve had to explain to many, many people that this is something glasses can’t fix. The trouble is deep in his visual cortex, the part of your brain that takes the what the electrical signals sent by the eye and decodes it into something you “see”. So it has nothing to do with his eyes. And that’s final.

Oh, by the way, Jon needs glasses.

Yep, he’s taking after Mom and Dad, and is a little near-sighted! As we say, this isn’t to help the CVI, but just the everyday focusing.

With Jon, as always, it’s a little more interesting. Dr Wiggins points out that given all of the cortical issues, whether or not Jon ends up wearing the glasses will be based on performance. If they improve things noticably for him, he’ll likely fight to keep them. If they aren’t working for him, or keeps taking them off for whatever reason, they are of no use and we will not force the issue. His unique view of the world is the arbiter. And if they don’t take now, they may later.

Jon with glasses
And then there were twelve (eyes in the household).

Bowling

Last Tuesday Jon’s class went on a field trip to O’Connor Bowl, a local 5-pin bowling alley. Wondering how these kids could possibly hit the pins (hey, I can barely find the pins bowling!), Peter and I met the class there and stuck around in the background.

To say the class was excited was an understatement! Michael, in particular, was making all sorts of delighted giggles and wriggling around in his chair. Jon was quieter: slightly apprehensive (as he often is with any new experience), but very game.

The six kids were split up into two lanes to reduce congestion, but it still was tricky maneuvering chairs for each bowler’s turn.


Kathleen has her hands full.

Jon’s lane was consistently slower than the other one, because our “team” insisted on picking their own balls.


It has to be the right one!

The kids used an interesting contraption to help them bowl: a sloping metal guide that they could point in whichever direction they wanted and roll the ball down. Jon actually got so enthusiastic about rolling the ball that several times he pushed the ball right off the guide, making it thud onto the floor and roll crazily down the lane. Luckily the side bumpers were up, so it was rare to get a gutterball.


Ready, aim…

The kids did very well, playing two games before going back to school. Several of the kids got spares, and a fantastic time was had by all!


C’mon! Spare! Spare! Spare!

Jon’s two game scores: 108 and 97.


Hey! Good shot!