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My story is no story at all. I come from a big family of 13 children, and I was born in the Netherlands.
My mother had glaucoma, but not my father. All my sisters have it, and some brothers, not at all.
I take drops for my glaucoma. I am 96 years old, I walk straight, and am living on the high side of the road with fifty or more steps.
I am by myself, as my husband passed away three years ago, and I no longer drive a car.
All together I am very well except for my eyes.
Living in York Peninsula community two hour's drive from Adelaide and with no optometrist in her local community, Debra booked an appointment as soon as she could. That’s when she received her life changing diagnosis.
When Bette Smith’s cousin told her they had glaucoma in the family, she did what all Australians should be doing, she got her eyes checked.
My mother was diagnosed with glaucoma when she was about seventy, so I was closely monitored. When there were indicators that I could be following the same path, I was referred to a glaucoma specialist.