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You are here: Home / Blog / Disabled Parenting / The Test: Reflections from a Blind Mom

The Test: Reflections from a Blind Mom

April 25, 2017 by Tracy Boyd 2 Comments

From right to left: Tristan my middle son, Alina my oldest, myself hugging my youngest son Desmond, my mom Jan and my oldest son Collin, I’ll smiling brightly for the camera celebrating my mom’s birthday! My husband is the photographer.

Have you ever been put to the test? Or, been asked to take the test? I’m sure you will know what I’m talking about once you hear my story… Somehow, whether, you are low vision, or totally blind, you have been appointed with the characteristic of independent. This independent label is almost never self-appointed, rather earned, not because you want to qualify for the tag of independent; but because you’re forced into carrying this label.

What is shocking to me is how often I am put to “The Test,” or made to perform tasks to maintain the label of independence, time and time again through various activities. Mind you, they are things that every blind person engages in on a daily basis; your asked to perform them in order to prove you can still pass, “The Test.” Do I receive a letter grade after completing and passing these arbitrary tests? Or completing the task, of course not. Do I receive a degree? Or some sort of certificate, for passing this test, of course not. But time and time again I am put through this test. Oftentimes it is with people I either live with, have lived with, love, work with, or know pretty well, sad to think that these are the administrators of this exam.

I’m sure you know what I’m talking about, when you are truly, honest, with yourself… When someone will say to you, “Are you able to do that by yourself?” Or you might hear somebody say, something, “I left it all there for you to do.” But they didn’t just leave it there for you to do, or wonder if you’ll be able to do the task, truly, it comes across to me, as though they want to be entertained, by watching us successfully pass “The Test.”  If you were to ask a bystander, what is happening while you are busily achieving a task that most would not even give a second thought too, you would be surprised to hear that your loved one, spouse, your coworker, even your close friend is standing there just watching you, to the point of being paralyzed, in such a way, it would seem as though they are forced into watching you complete or perform some mundane task that any sighted person would have no trouble finishing.

I experienced this recently during my recovery time at home. I have for a little over the past two months been in a medical crisis with my eye, which has involved several surgeries, with many restrictions… No bending, lifting, no strenuous activities, as well as months of bed rest. One might think after raising four children, being married, having three guide dogs, a number of pets owning my own home, maintaining a large yard and doing most to nearly all of my own gardening, on top of all of the other everyday tasks that I am required to do as a wife and a mother; I would not be asked, time and time again to perform, “The Test.” But, yet again I was.

Many family members volunteered, as you can imagine, so I took one of them up on their offer.  The task was to do the grocery shopping. I thanked them and headed back to my bed to continue recovery. I was stopped and told, “I left it all there on the counter for you to put away.”  To be honest I was a little surprised, given all my restrictions and that the bags of groceries were both on the counter as well as on the floor.  I proceeded to dig through the bags and put the food away and do you know what happened next?  Yes, it was “The Test” it began with little questions like, “do you know what that is? Or here was one of my favorites, “that is milk.”  I thought to myself, really? As my family member sat at my dining room table, watching every move I made.

I can be assured that “The Test”, will come again, and again, I am just not sure why? I think if you are honest with yourself you might be able to recall or even share with me a time or two this has happened to you. My question is why??? Why?? Is it so important to the sighted world, that we are given the label of independent, but then consistently asked to perform to prove that we are qualified for this label that is thrust upon us?  In my humble opinion, Independence is an action, demonstrated through the way you live your life.  Independence is a movement, it is bigger than what you do, how you do it, and how often you do it; independence, resides in the results that grow from your actions. So to be required, to complete some arbitrary exam, time and time again to reassure the people who feel they “love” us or “care” about us the most, to me, seems silly. Call me independent because that’s what you see, not because that is what you want me to be.

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Filed Under: Disabled Parenting Tagged With: blind mom, home, household, reflections, society

Tracy Boyd

About Tracy Boyd

My name is Tracy Boyd I live in Portland Oregon, I'm a blind parent to four amazing, beautiful children, ranging in age from 21, 14, 10 and four! I am a strong advocate for the rights of blind parents, Believing that we can all transform our dreams into reality's. I have a bachelors of science in psychology, and most often work in the conflict and resolution realm. I am the president of the parents division of Oregon for the National Federation Of The Blind as well as the president of Mommies with Guides, an alumni chapter group for Guide dogs For The Blind. I believe in volunteering and being directly involved with the community in which you strive to change and Impact.

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  1. Torie says

    April 25, 2017 at 1:08 pm

    Ah yes, the “test”. I remember once someone came out to see how i used the phone and other things in the house. I think it was to do with research on how blind people used technology or something like that. To be honest, it’s been that long that i can’t honestly remember why this woman was coming to my house. I felt really self conscious when she asked if i knew how to work the phone and where it was. Having someone watch me all the time nearly makes me make a mistake, which is what the person wants to see happening. It is so frustrating. I know on my own, i would know exactly where the phone was and how to work it.

    Perhaps people are so “inspired” by how we can do things.

    This was a very thought provoking post, by the way. Sometimes we don’t want to admit we’ve been through “the test” but it happens all the time :(.

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    • Tracy BoydTracy Boyd says

      April 25, 2017 at 2:00 pm

      Thank you! I’m glad you enjoyed reading it

      Reply

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