My daughter was unable to read very well until she was eleven. We took her to an optometrist and showed him an article my wife had found about using coloured lens to compensate for the flickering fluorescent lighting. By the end of the year her reading was average and she has had books nearby ever since. (She had the double blue lens)

Isn't it amazing how one has to do one's own research to get an answer Tabsey?

As with presidents who are deciders, until one has endured the heartache of a frustrated doctor, the lesson of the need for personal advocacy is seldom understood. Once you are there personally, then you understand.

My brother was misdiagnosed with a rare cancer. It was all I could do to provide my parents and my brother hope by finding what limited information that was out there that the vast majority of these types of cancers are benign.

Once we finally had my brother to the most respected oncologists did we finally learn the good news that his cancer was in fact nonmalignant.

I myself never realized my poor vision until the 6th grade when a teacher forced us to rotate our positions in class. I had always sat at the front of the class but when I was moved to the back I had to ask the person in front of me what was on the board.

Nice article.