The South Station in Brussels is a real maze. I know from when I could still see well that I had to pay very close…
Living with a visual impairment after a non-traumatic brain injury
Living with a visual impairment after a non-traumatic brain injury
The South Station in Brussels is a real maze. I know from when I could still see well that I had to pay very close…
It just occurred to me this week that I haven’t said anything at all about music anywhere in this blog. And I suspect that people…
The trip to England I didn’t expect the Corona measures to hit me so hard. In January I went to England with our youngest daughter…
If you were to meet me on the street, your first impression would probably be that I was blind. I conform well to the stereotype…
When I post photos on Facebook, I sometimes get asked how someone with a visual impairment can possibly take decent photos. I don’t entirely understand…
Today is the International Day of the Guide Dog. As I write this, my very own guide dog, Nino, is sleeping on the floor next…
It’s 9:30 am and I’m standing at the breakfast table. I have already been here for more than half an hour, though I have certainly…
One thing you will inevitably discover if you’re ever unlucky enough to have an NTBI, is exactly how much your brain has always done for…
What follows is the entire content of an email to my wife. I sent it more than two months after the stroke. Thankfully, I now…
UZ Pellenberg, June 2017 8:15 AM, walking back from the dining room I’ve had a good breakfast. It was good, even though the radio was…