Again, no mention was made of the possibility of vision therapy or any type of rehabilitation. I didn't have depth perception and that was that. Well, not quite. Life was going to dish out a lot more than a few fly balls. Lots of surprises were right around the corner, too.
Teenage years are full of challenges that require binocular vision and depth perception.
Soon there were geometry classes, driving lessons and attempts to make normal eye contact with boys. Frankly, I was a dismal failure at all things 3D, but somehow I stumbled through. And I do mean stumble. We folks without depth perception do tend to trip and bump into things quite a bit. And drop things a lot, too.