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My Mom Wants People with Disabilities in the Workplace
By Guest Blogger Angela M. Hooker, Accessibility Specialist, Office of Citizen Services and Innovative Technologies, U.S. General Services Administration
The doctor should have listened to my mother.
I was barely a few months old, but my mother sensed that there was something wrong with my right eye. The doctor dismissed her as being an overprotective parent; however, she was correct. There was, in fact, something wrong with my eye. I was born with a benign pigmented growth on my optic nerve — well, as benign as it can be considering that I’m blind in my right eye.
Apparently, this is a somewhat strange and unique phenomenon because over the years when I’d go to different doctors — for ailments ranging from sore throats to sprained ankles to stomach viruses — they were fascinated not with the reason for my visit, but with what hindered my sight.
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