The Boy Who Sees Without Eyes
Ben was born in Riverside California on January 26th 1992, and a very healthy baby but sometime in February of 1992 I noticed that his right eye had a peculiar glow. His eye looked similar to the glow of a cats eye when caught in the head lights of a car. With in three days from the time I noticed his eye glowing, he woke up with the right eye pupil white and at that moment I noticed he couldn’t see out of it. Two years old, he didn’t cry or complain that anything was hurting him, neither did he act as though his vision was going. That day I took him into the pediatrician, and she immediately sent me to see the ophthalmologist. The first thing he said when he saw Ben’s eyes was “There could be thirty things to turn you pupils white, but we will be looking for tumors.” I believe that was the most frightening news I had ever heard. That moment began the year long trial.
The results of the testing was bilateral ret[i]noblastoma (cancer in both eyes). I had never heard of cancer in the eyes.
I was told that this disease is only found in infants and up to the age of three. However, there was a case where a six year old was diagnosed with it. His tumor was a very slow growing one.
Ben’s right eye was totally consumed by the cancer so it was removed after the second month a chemo. After that experience, we spent another eight months of chemo and then six weeks of radiation to try and save the left eye. Results were a failure. The doctors try to smooth things over and tell you, you can try other alternative medicine, maybe go to Mexico to save his vision. That moment I realized that I had to make a life decision for my child or lose his life. Of course, I would have him in any condition to have him alive.
Ben awake from the surgery and said “Mom I can’t see anymore, I can’t see anymore, Oh mom I can’t see.” Words of wisdom spoken to me from my pastors wife, sister Devon, “Don’t let him feel your fears.” After praying for strength and receiving from God, I said, “Ben, YES YOU CAN SEE” and I took his little hands and put them on my face and said, “See me, you can see me with your hands,” next, I put my hand to his nose and said, “Smell me, you can see me with your nose,” then I said, “Hear me, you can see me with your ears, you can’t use your eyes anymore, but you have your hands, your nose, and your ears.” I tell this one thing, Ben has been seeing ever since.
When I got ready to go I would hold my hand up and start snapping my fingers and say, “OK Ben lets go” and he would come from where ever he was.
I believe Ben started clicking probably right away. He was playing video games, riding bikes, skating, climbing trees, and doing everything he always did as if he never lost his sight. I treated him as though he could see and spoke visual. I don’t know if I was in denial, but I made sure he saw everything. I’d put his had on the road and say, “look at this, the road is more ruff and the side walk is smooth.” You name it, I’ve probably put his had on it. Ben says he practice to see how far his echo would go so he’d echo down the middle of the street. I’d say well how far did it go. He’d say “I don’t know it just went away.” He practiced on hearing his environment without echoing, so he could hear a trash can on the floor, almost anything around that’s stationary. I say what ever works for him, do it. I’m not in a blind persons shoe, so I’m not going to judge.
When doctor Ruben saw Ben playing his game boy, he was totally amazed. He walked in the patient room and looked at Ben, walked over to the computer desk and looked into his chart, walked back over to Ben and looked in his eyes, then he look down to see if he was really playing the game. He finally look over at me and said,”His eyes are nucleated.” I said, “Oh yes, he’s blind.” The doctor said, “How the heck does he play video games” and I replied, “He does everything, ride bikes, rollerblades, electric scooters, you name it, he will try it.”
Ben started writing a Novel in the 4th grade, he writes at a College level, and types about 60 wpm on a regular keyboard. His novel is Science Fiction, and I think he as written at least 20 chapters. He also wants to invent video games.
One thing that I truly get back from Ben being blind is that he truly sees people from within. When he hears someone say that someone else is ugly, or anything negative towards someone else. He says, “That’s whats wrong with sighted people, you all look at one another and judge what you look like.” The most powerful part of it is that he can’t judge from looks, only from spirit. This world would be a much better place if we all couldn’t see.
I’m just learning that Ben died #rip
Live[d] her life “apart from race.”
In a much more censorious age than now, she had sexual relationships with a string of well-to-do white men, including John William McDonald,
rightabove, to whom she was married for five years, and by whom she had her only child in 1977.
“I have never thought of myself as a race,” she told the London Times. “I have always thought of myself as a communicator who has no race.”
“I’m not only illegitimate,” she said in a 1989 BBC-TV piece, “but I don’t have a race.” She laughed. “Not that I ever want a race.”