It’s been an exciting week for me. On Sunday my mom and I went to the grocery store. After we were checked out my mom remembered she needed one more thing. She gave the keys to the sacker and told her to take the groceries out and get Lauren into the car. She also told her where her car was and what color. The sacker led me around to the front seat of the car and I got in. When I was in the car I thought the door seemed a little different. I felt the door handle and thought it felt different. So I got out of the car and when I did two people who were friends of mine were walking past and stopped to say hi. I said to her what color is this car? She replied it was black. I asked her if it was a SUV and she said it was a station wagon. The sacker was just standing there waiting to put the groceries in the car. My friend said I think that one is your car. She checked the key with the lock and it was. And they call me the BLIND one.

I also was able to Skype with one of our new members from Italy. It was Frederica. My mom and I talked to her and her parents but they didn’t understand English. I was luckily able to hear her well. I have trouble hearing people with accents. But she spoke good English and we were able to share information with her. I am looking forward to scheduling another Skype visit with her soon.

My mom had to go out of town last week to care for my sister after her surgery. My mom does all my pills so I had her fill them up for the entire week in case she couldn’t get home. She was in a hurry but took the time to do it. The next day I felt my pill organizer. We have a locator dot or bump put on the side of the organizer that symbolizes my morning pills. I took my pills out for the morning and discovered that there were a lot of them. I started to count how many there were and realized they were the evening pills. So I felt the night pills and confirmed that they were the morning pills. Again I ask you “who’s blind here?”

Sunday was my 28^th birthday. I ended up having more than 60 people wish me happy birthday. That made my day much more enjoyable that I received so many wishes from my friends. Every year on my birthday I celebrate that I have made it through another year of fighting Wolfram Syndrome. It’s another year that I am here and I cherish every minute.