I'm pretty night blind, 45 minutes to adapt in contrast to most people's timing, and have had lousy peripheral vision forever (but I didn't know I was different until the night we got stuck in the mojave desert and I said I couldn't see the stars). I have very diminished sense of smell, probably via my father who couldn't smell either. I got along fine earlier when swifter, but now am a wary person.
On the other hand, I am visually keen re interest. Beauty can make me cry.
We don't drape our disabilities here on a2k, probably defensively or not to be whining, but sometimes loss is interesting.
I know many have great losses. And maybe poetry.