The time had come to make a monumental decision because something had to give. I sat down with my principal and discussed my options, which were few. With a heavy heart and guilty conscience, I took a leave of absence beginning in February 2010 so that I could devote more time to taking care of Sean and our family.
I felt terrible, as though I was abandoning my class, my students, my coworkers. I felt like I'd had a massive weight lifted at the same time as I would no longer have the responsibility of running a classroom. There was an excellent replacement lined up to finish out my year, so I was leaving the students in capable hands. It was a time of confusion and sadness, loss and relief.
But I knew it had to be done. I had been keeping too many things in the air for too long. I needed to be strong and rested in order to best be there for Sean.
I have since decided not to return for the 2010-2011 school year. Currently we are traveling to Sioux Falls weekly and that is not conducive to teaching. There has also been some hold up with getting the PTSD follow up, so that is not as far along as we would like. The best thing for us for the time being is for me to be home and continue to manage Sean's care and take care of myself.
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
It's Always Something
After taking three days off for the trip to Washington, DC, I returned to work on Monday and tried to catch up. That morning Sean had been experiencing sharp eye pain. I went home at lunch to check on him and there was no improvement in pain despite his having taken two pain pills. I called the CBOC and was advised to take him to the ER.
I returned to work and made arrangements with my principal to leave for the afternoon. I made some hasty notes for my substitute and picked Sean up.
We spent the next four hours in a dark room at the ER (the light was too much for his eyes) where he was given IV fluids and four shots for his pain. As I sat in the dark I thought about how the last time we had been in at the hospital he lost most of his vision and how unprepared we were to deal with that change. I thought, "What am I going to do if this gets worse? What if he loses his sight completely, or if he falls and hits his head, or . . . or. . . or. . . "
Thus far we had dealt with everything as it came along and limped along in between. I started thinking that I was in no position to deal with another change, and certainly not a challenge. How would I be available to help him when I was already juggling so much and feeling like I was doing none of it well?
It was time to talk to my principal more seriously and consider all the options for our family.
I returned to work and made arrangements with my principal to leave for the afternoon. I made some hasty notes for my substitute and picked Sean up.
We spent the next four hours in a dark room at the ER (the light was too much for his eyes) where he was given IV fluids and four shots for his pain. As I sat in the dark I thought about how the last time we had been in at the hospital he lost most of his vision and how unprepared we were to deal with that change. I thought, "What am I going to do if this gets worse? What if he loses his sight completely, or if he falls and hits his head, or . . . or. . . or. . . "
Thus far we had dealt with everything as it came along and limped along in between. I started thinking that I was in no position to deal with another change, and certainly not a challenge. How would I be available to help him when I was already juggling so much and feeling like I was doing none of it well?
It was time to talk to my principal more seriously and consider all the options for our family.
Interesting
As soon as Sean's name hit the list for the hearing, we were warned that people would be scrambling to either "fix the problems" or "make promises" to influence our testimony. Sure enough, our first calls came from the VA wanting to know how things were going, and whether we needed assistance with anything.
Well, of course! Sean has been trying to get proper compensation and pension benefits since he lost his vison a year ago. But that wasn't really the intent of the call.
Next, we suddenly had a Federal Recovery Coordinator calling us, saying Sean's case had just been assigned to her. Sean was never assigned to an FRC and in fact we didn't even know such a person existed. The FRC Program was created to identify services needed for seriously wounded and ill service members, veterans and their families,and help bridge the gap between the DoD and VA. The call came in the night before we left for DC.
We have been working with our FRC, Ms. H, since January and I'm pleased to say that she has been extremely helpful. We wrote goals and developed a Federal Individualized Recovery Plan (FIRP) to aid in making sure all our needs are met. She has definitely been an asset. It makes dealing with issues at the VA less painful as we now have a resource who knows the policies and procedures and is on our side. I wish we had been assigned an FRC sooner as we might have avoided a lot of problems along the way.
The most interesting (and disturbing) call was a woman from the Army Reserve office who wanted a copy of Sean's testimony so she could "edit the copy for grammar" and "discuss the testimony" with Sean. Yeah, I don't think so. Turns out when we passed the name around a bit that she was a high-ranking official for the Army Reserve and she had already been denied a copy by the Subcommittee staff earlier that day.
Well, of course! Sean has been trying to get proper compensation and pension benefits since he lost his vison a year ago. But that wasn't really the intent of the call.
Next, we suddenly had a Federal Recovery Coordinator calling us, saying Sean's case had just been assigned to her. Sean was never assigned to an FRC and in fact we didn't even know such a person existed. The FRC Program was created to identify services needed for seriously wounded and ill service members, veterans and their families,and help bridge the gap between the DoD and VA. The call came in the night before we left for DC.
We have been working with our FRC, Ms. H, since January and I'm pleased to say that she has been extremely helpful. We wrote goals and developed a Federal Individualized Recovery Plan (FIRP) to aid in making sure all our needs are met. She has definitely been an asset. It makes dealing with issues at the VA less painful as we now have a resource who knows the policies and procedures and is on our side. I wish we had been assigned an FRC sooner as we might have avoided a lot of problems along the way.
The most interesting (and disturbing) call was a woman from the Army Reserve office who wanted a copy of Sean's testimony so she could "edit the copy for grammar" and "discuss the testimony" with Sean. Yeah, I don't think so. Turns out when we passed the name around a bit that she was a high-ranking official for the Army Reserve and she had already been denied a copy by the Subcommittee staff earlier that day.
Awesome Opportunity
The first week of January brought an exciting opportunity for us. We were contacted by Tom Zampieri, Director of Government Relations for the Blinded Veterans Association and asked to testify before the House Committee on Veterans' Affairs Subcommittee on Oversight and Investigations. We travelled to Washington, DC where Tom led us around Capitol Hill for three days. After arriving in DC and checking into the hotel, we met up with Tom and we were off and running.
First, we had a meeting with the Subcommittee staff to tell our story and be briefed on the format of the proceedings. What a friendly and dedicated group of people! I apologize for not remember everyone's names, but thank you to each one for your assistance and support.
Next, we met with Congresswoman Stephanie Herseth Sandlin and Legislative Assistant Eric Bursch. Representative Herseth Sandlin had a most welcoming manner and listened intently to Sean. We discussed the issues with transition from the DoD to the VA system, and the difficulties encountered with both VA and DoD benefits. Since this meeting we have had steady contact with Mr. Bursch to follow up on the situation and provide assistance.
That evening we returned to BVA Headquarters in Chinatown and were escorted to supper by Christina Hitchcock, Exectutive Assistant at the BVA. Christina is the woman behind the scenes for BVA's national conventions among other things. We enjoyed a wonderful meal and great conversation.
Thursday, January 21, 2010 we were up early for breakfast and on our way to the Cannon House Office Building with Tom where we would be giving our testimony. We had a moment to meet Congressman Harry Mitchell of Arizona, Chairman, Subcommittee on Oversight and Investigations before we began.
Click here to read the statements and testimonies. There is also a complete transcript available. If you follow this link you can watch the video of proceedings and testimonies.
Click here to read an article by Bob Brewin about the hearing.
I cannot tell you how intense it felt sitting at the table, all eyes on Sean, listening to him speak about his experiences. I was so proud of him! Then, it was my turn (I was hoping I wouldn't have to speak!) and I was able to detail the impact on our family. It was an awe-inspiring experience to say the least!
It was wonderful to hear Sean receive thanks for his service and sacrifice, and to have so many intent ears listening to the story. Many times at home we feel isolated in our circumstances. For the first time we had the chance to say, "If this has happened to us, then to how many others?" It was the perfect opportunity for us to promote support for Army Reserve and National Guard soldiers who so often fall through the cracks of the DoD system upon returning home, along with the veterans in rural areas who find access to appropriate health care and mental health services challenging.
We shook many hands and collected many business cards following the hearing. There were so many people and faces that I surely can't remember them all. I can tell you that several have been in contact with us over the months and continue to follow Sean's progress.
We went from the hearing to a meeting with the Armed Services Committee and then on to meet with Senator John Thune and his staff. We discussed the delay in Sean's medical board which would allow him to medically retire from the military (this process was started in 2007). Sean and I had each met Senator Thune previously, and again we were impressed by his sincerity and concern. We continue to be in contact with his office regarding our concerns.
Up next was a meeting with Senator Tim Johnson and members of his staff. We had met with Senator Johnson in 2006 while Sean was evaulated at WRAMC and he asked Sean for an update on his status. We also talked about the Vision Center of Excellence and the lack of progress by the DoD and VA to facilitate its existence. Senator Johnson made it clear that he will continue to support our nation's veterans. We have worked closely with his office since 2006 and are grateful for his support and assistance.
We went to supper with Christina and Tom and reviewed the day's whirlwind happenings. I'm not sure how Tom keeps his busy schedule! It was nice to relax and unwind after a long and successful day.
On Friday we had some free time and took a guided accessible tour of the Capitol Building. The tour was unique as the guide was able to let Sean touch different things, and go "behind the cord" in several rooms. We met Christina and Tom Miller, BVA Executive Director for lunch before walking to Ford's Theater. I was disappointed to hear that the theater is being renovated and we were not able to tour anything except the museum downstairs.
When we arrived at the airport, tired and ready to go home, we learned that our flight out of Minneapolis had been cancelled due to bad weather. We landed in Minneapolis around 10:00 PM and found a hotel close by. The next morning we flew out after much discussion and several phone calls by the pilot and flight crew. As we neared Aberdeen the captain informed us that the plane was unable to land due to heavy fog, so we were rerouted to Pierre, SD and were sent on a four hour bus ride home. We were certainly glad to be back after that!
First, we had a meeting with the Subcommittee staff to tell our story and be briefed on the format of the proceedings. What a friendly and dedicated group of people! I apologize for not remember everyone's names, but thank you to each one for your assistance and support.
Next, we met with Congresswoman Stephanie Herseth Sandlin and Legislative Assistant Eric Bursch. Representative Herseth Sandlin had a most welcoming manner and listened intently to Sean. We discussed the issues with transition from the DoD to the VA system, and the difficulties encountered with both VA and DoD benefits. Since this meeting we have had steady contact with Mr. Bursch to follow up on the situation and provide assistance.
That evening we returned to BVA Headquarters in Chinatown and were escorted to supper by Christina Hitchcock, Exectutive Assistant at the BVA. Christina is the woman behind the scenes for BVA's national conventions among other things. We enjoyed a wonderful meal and great conversation.
Thursday, January 21, 2010 we were up early for breakfast and on our way to the Cannon House Office Building with Tom where we would be giving our testimony. We had a moment to meet Congressman Harry Mitchell of Arizona, Chairman, Subcommittee on Oversight and Investigations before we began.
Click here to read the statements and testimonies. There is also a complete transcript available. If you follow this link you can watch the video of proceedings and testimonies.
Click here to read an article by Bob Brewin about the hearing.
I cannot tell you how intense it felt sitting at the table, all eyes on Sean, listening to him speak about his experiences. I was so proud of him! Then, it was my turn (I was hoping I wouldn't have to speak!) and I was able to detail the impact on our family. It was an awe-inspiring experience to say the least!
It was wonderful to hear Sean receive thanks for his service and sacrifice, and to have so many intent ears listening to the story. Many times at home we feel isolated in our circumstances. For the first time we had the chance to say, "If this has happened to us, then to how many others?" It was the perfect opportunity for us to promote support for Army Reserve and National Guard soldiers who so often fall through the cracks of the DoD system upon returning home, along with the veterans in rural areas who find access to appropriate health care and mental health services challenging.
We shook many hands and collected many business cards following the hearing. There were so many people and faces that I surely can't remember them all. I can tell you that several have been in contact with us over the months and continue to follow Sean's progress.
We went from the hearing to a meeting with the Armed Services Committee and then on to meet with Senator John Thune and his staff. We discussed the delay in Sean's medical board which would allow him to medically retire from the military (this process was started in 2007). Sean and I had each met Senator Thune previously, and again we were impressed by his sincerity and concern. We continue to be in contact with his office regarding our concerns.
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| Senator Thune, Melissa, and Sean |
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| Tom Zampieri, Sean, Senator Johnson, and Melissa |
On Friday we had some free time and took a guided accessible tour of the Capitol Building. The tour was unique as the guide was able to let Sean touch different things, and go "behind the cord" in several rooms. We met Christina and Tom Miller, BVA Executive Director for lunch before walking to Ford's Theater. I was disappointed to hear that the theater is being renovated and we were not able to tour anything except the museum downstairs.
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| US Capitol |
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| Sean touring the Old Senate Chamber |
A New Outlook
By January 2010 we were feeling fairly confident with the CBOC and VA hospital. Dr. S had joined the CBOC in Aberdeen marking the first time in three years that a full-time doctor was on staff locally. Sean would still see Dr. H for follow-up or changes in his condition, but now he had a primary care physician for all his health needs.
He had completed both blind rehab and inpatient PTSD treatment the previous year with positive outcomes. He had a better handle on his symptoms, and medication was helping stabilize others. Sean was coming to terms with the fact that his chronic pain, dizziness, and nausea might not improve, and was trying to find a positive focus.
We were working on organization strategies to help him with his memory and cognitive deficits. I was practing patience when repeating directions or conversations. Sean was more responsive when I would point out that he was agitated or angry, and there was more peace in the house.
We made a decision not to chase physical symptoms any longer unless there was a change or an emergency. It was time to focus on PTSD follow-up and maintenance and try to get at the root of his problems so we could move on with our lives.
Wow, it all sounds so nice! But it was not exactly a Rockwell painting. We had three teenagers and, sorry kids, we love you BUT, there was always chaos in the house. The girls couldn't decide if they loved or hated each other. Our son had a constant stream of friends coming and going out of the basement. Someone always had an event, an assignment, a need. And let's face it, they didn't help out quite as much as we would have liked.
I had been given a break in 2009 with Sean being in hospitals for more than five months out of the year, but now that he was home there would be the demands of getting him to and fro.
The school year was not going smoothly, I felt I was always running in high gear and spending a disproportionate amount of time on discipline when I would have rather been spending it on education.
So as I re-read those first few paragraphs I think, "Yes, that's were we were. . . in theory." But in reality, I was a trainwreck! I was so tightly wound and unhappy with things around me, and within me, that it was hard to function.
Almost five years had passed since Sean had been activated for duty, and those five years and the trials they brought had definately taken their toll on me, on all of us.
The difference now was, there was a faint light at the end of the tunnel.
He had completed both blind rehab and inpatient PTSD treatment the previous year with positive outcomes. He had a better handle on his symptoms, and medication was helping stabilize others. Sean was coming to terms with the fact that his chronic pain, dizziness, and nausea might not improve, and was trying to find a positive focus.
We were working on organization strategies to help him with his memory and cognitive deficits. I was practing patience when repeating directions or conversations. Sean was more responsive when I would point out that he was agitated or angry, and there was more peace in the house.
We made a decision not to chase physical symptoms any longer unless there was a change or an emergency. It was time to focus on PTSD follow-up and maintenance and try to get at the root of his problems so we could move on with our lives.
Wow, it all sounds so nice! But it was not exactly a Rockwell painting. We had three teenagers and, sorry kids, we love you BUT, there was always chaos in the house. The girls couldn't decide if they loved or hated each other. Our son had a constant stream of friends coming and going out of the basement. Someone always had an event, an assignment, a need. And let's face it, they didn't help out quite as much as we would have liked.
I had been given a break in 2009 with Sean being in hospitals for more than five months out of the year, but now that he was home there would be the demands of getting him to and fro.
The school year was not going smoothly, I felt I was always running in high gear and spending a disproportionate amount of time on discipline when I would have rather been spending it on education.
So as I re-read those first few paragraphs I think, "Yes, that's were we were. . . in theory." But in reality, I was a trainwreck! I was so tightly wound and unhappy with things around me, and within me, that it was hard to function.
Almost five years had passed since Sean had been activated for duty, and those five years and the trials they brought had definately taken their toll on me, on all of us.
The difference now was, there was a faint light at the end of the tunnel.
Happy New Year!
Mission 2010: emphasize quality of life.
We have spent so much time and energy looking for the root of the problem, waiting for answers, going to treatment and appointments, searching for answers. . .
We now have the answers that are available. We know the professionals who will continue to guide us on this journey. The medication regimine has helped stabilize many symptoms.
The time has come to shift our focus from what and why. . . . to how?
How can we make the most of our lives? How can we spend our time with quality? How can we take what we have learned and give back?
I have found that changing my focus has helped me reflect on the blessings in our lives and look for new opportunities to enjoy life. I want Sean to have a postive life. I want him to see the potential in his life, to realize all he has to offer, despite his disabilities.
How do we begin to do this? Well, we start with a surprising opportunity, add a few roadblocks (because without them the plot would stagnate), and slowly work toward changing our attitudes.
We have spent so much time and energy looking for the root of the problem, waiting for answers, going to treatment and appointments, searching for answers. . .
We now have the answers that are available. We know the professionals who will continue to guide us on this journey. The medication regimine has helped stabilize many symptoms.
The time has come to shift our focus from what and why. . . . to how?
How can we make the most of our lives? How can we spend our time with quality? How can we take what we have learned and give back?
I have found that changing my focus has helped me reflect on the blessings in our lives and look for new opportunities to enjoy life. I want Sean to have a postive life. I want him to see the potential in his life, to realize all he has to offer, despite his disabilities.
How do we begin to do this? Well, we start with a surprising opportunity, add a few roadblocks (because without them the plot would stagnate), and slowly work toward changing our attitudes.
Monday, August 2, 2010
The Holidays
Since Sean was an inpatient 4 1/2 hours away from home, we decided to pick him up and spend Thanksgiving with his brother's family in Mankato, MN. We had a fun weekend! It was such a relief to see Sean relaxed and smiling, although he was very tired. We enjoyed being together as a family and seeing our niece and nephew.
The program ended on December 23rd, so I made arrangements to leave school early that day. The plan was to drive to St. Cloud, load Sean up, and drive home--a quick 10 hour trip!
The Christmas Blizzard of 2009 that brought snow from Canada to Dallas, TX started that afternoon. My youngest daughter K and I set out before the storm began. Several times I talked to Sean and warned that the weather was going to get bad. He wanted to come home for Christmas so badly that he insisted I try it anyway.
We drove in freezing drizzle, then sleet, then some light snow on the way to St. Cloud. The roads were drivable, but it was definitely slowing us down.
When we arrived in St. Cloud, the sky was clear and snow had stopped. We quickly got Sean loaded, ran through the drive thru and got back on the road. As soon as we left town the sky opened and snow came falling full force. The storm was forecast to last at least three days, meaning if we had to stop somewhere along the way we would likely be stuck there until the weekend. I did not want to have our family separated for Christmas, so we decided to go town by town and make our decision to stay or go along the way.
The roads quickly got nasty. The wind cut visibility to nearly nothing. The snow packed onto the roads. At times I was simply following the tracks I could see in front of me. It was possibly the most tense drive I have ever made. I prayed the whole way home that we would be safe and not go off the road or get stranded.
13 1/2 hours later we made it home. . . . and got stuck in the driveway trying to get into the garage!
With the storm we were blessed with a quiet Christmas, just the five of us snowed in the house for four days. It was one of the most peaceful and relaxing holidays I have had in a long time.
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| Thanksgiving 2009 |
The Christmas Blizzard of 2009 that brought snow from Canada to Dallas, TX started that afternoon. My youngest daughter K and I set out before the storm began. Several times I talked to Sean and warned that the weather was going to get bad. He wanted to come home for Christmas so badly that he insisted I try it anyway.
We drove in freezing drizzle, then sleet, then some light snow on the way to St. Cloud. The roads were drivable, but it was definitely slowing us down.
When we arrived in St. Cloud, the sky was clear and snow had stopped. We quickly got Sean loaded, ran through the drive thru and got back on the road. As soon as we left town the sky opened and snow came falling full force. The storm was forecast to last at least three days, meaning if we had to stop somewhere along the way we would likely be stuck there until the weekend. I did not want to have our family separated for Christmas, so we decided to go town by town and make our decision to stay or go along the way.
The roads quickly got nasty. The wind cut visibility to nearly nothing. The snow packed onto the roads. At times I was simply following the tracks I could see in front of me. It was possibly the most tense drive I have ever made. I prayed the whole way home that we would be safe and not go off the road or get stranded.
13 1/2 hours later we made it home. . . . and got stuck in the driveway trying to get into the garage!
With the storm we were blessed with a quiet Christmas, just the five of us snowed in the house for four days. It was one of the most peaceful and relaxing holidays I have had in a long time.
Gone Again
October 2009 came and took my husband with it. After much planning and discussion with Dr. K and Dr. H, it was decided that Sean would benefit from a 2 1/2 month inpatient stay at the St. Cloud VA for their PTSD program.
And not a moment too soon! Sean was having many angry outbursts and rages. It had gotten so bad that he would cuss and swear at the dog for needing to go outside.
There was a "look" on his face and a "tone" in his voice that were imperceptible to him, but kept the rest of us on edge. The nightmares and night sweats were persistent. He was still having the staring episodes (now thought to be a type of flashback) and memory problems.
We drove him to St. Cloud on October 19th and once again left him behind while we drove out of sight. It does not get any easier.
The format was mostly group sessions with regular one on one meetings with the psychologist, social worker, and pastor. He received EMDR (eye movement desensitization and reprocessing) therapy for pain management with limited success.
Sean felt he benefited from the program and was feeling much more secure and confident while he was in treatment. His night terrors continued and he was waking up each night, sometimes with the nurses finding him on the floor. His medications were increased several times to help with his sleep and anxiety. These changes make it easier for Sean to fall back to sleep and help him feel more comfortable out in the world, but they do not "fix" the underlying problems. The psychologist felt that although Sean had some initial success, he is a long way from finding the root of the problem and until that is discovered, there will be limited recovery.
While participating in the program Sean made good friends with whom he still keeps in touch. The common bond they share has been quite therapeutic for him.
And not a moment too soon! Sean was having many angry outbursts and rages. It had gotten so bad that he would cuss and swear at the dog for needing to go outside.
There was a "look" on his face and a "tone" in his voice that were imperceptible to him, but kept the rest of us on edge. The nightmares and night sweats were persistent. He was still having the staring episodes (now thought to be a type of flashback) and memory problems.
We drove him to St. Cloud on October 19th and once again left him behind while we drove out of sight. It does not get any easier.
The format was mostly group sessions with regular one on one meetings with the psychologist, social worker, and pastor. He received EMDR (eye movement desensitization and reprocessing) therapy for pain management with limited success.
Sean felt he benefited from the program and was feeling much more secure and confident while he was in treatment. His night terrors continued and he was waking up each night, sometimes with the nurses finding him on the floor. His medications were increased several times to help with his sleep and anxiety. These changes make it easier for Sean to fall back to sleep and help him feel more comfortable out in the world, but they do not "fix" the underlying problems. The psychologist felt that although Sean had some initial success, he is a long way from finding the root of the problem and until that is discovered, there will be limited recovery.
While participating in the program Sean made good friends with whom he still keeps in touch. The common bond they share has been quite therapeutic for him.
Fish Stories
September 2009 brought the first of many exciting opportunities for Sean as a wounded veteran. He was invited to take a week long fly-fishing trip in Sun Valley, Idaho through Sun Valley Adaptive Sports.
Sean and my dad, Jim, had the opportunity to learn fly-fishing in the fabulous Silver Creek and private fishing holes in surrounding areas. Here you can watch a short video of fly-fishing trip.
Sean earned the rights to two great "fish stories" when he caught two rainbow trout, the first of which measured 32" and 10 lbs and the second 30" and 8 lbs!
Sean and my dad, Jim, had the opportunity to learn fly-fishing in the fabulous Silver Creek and private fishing holes in surrounding areas. Here you can watch a short video of fly-fishing trip.
Sean earned the rights to two great "fish stories" when he caught two rainbow trout, the first of which measured 32" and 10 lbs and the second 30" and 8 lbs!
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| The Crew |
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| Learing the basics |
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Big Rainbow Trout |
The Convention
The Blinded Veterans Association Convention was held in Portland, Oregon the last week of August 2009. We made some amazing friends on this trip!! We also got to know some of the BVA staff and made some wonderful connections in addition to gaining new and useful information.
Activities included:
Kayaking on the Willamette River
click to read Sean's interview in the Oregonian
Rockwall climbing
Tandem biking
Portland Beavers baseball game
Exhibit Hall showcasing technology and assitive devices for the blind
We have managed to keep in touch with several people we met last summer and are looking forward to seeing some of them at the 65th convention in Washington, DC this summer.
Activities included:
Kayaking on the Willamette River
click to read Sean's interview in the Oregonian
Rockwall climbing
Tandem biking
Portland Beavers baseball game
Exhibit Hall showcasing technology and assitive devices for the blind
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| Sean at Chinese Gardens |
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| Getting ready for tandem biking |
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| Rockwall climbing |
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| The Gang |
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| BVA Attendees |
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| Sean and Melissa |
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| Kayaking |
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