Last week we had people over and sat around in the backyard.
Now, our backyard is a mess, residual from last year’s construction on the garage. Therefore, I have not had time to set up the backyard into an inviting setting: the seating arrangement is non-existant, there is no fire place or chiminea, no electric light to speak of, not even a candle placed strategically in the middle of the circle we were sitting in. Just a bunch of plastic chairs placed in no particular order all over the one area in front of a temporary storage tent.
It was a last minute get together, so I didn’t have a chance to plan anything ahead of time. And, if you know me, or if you suffer from hearing loss, you know that planning ahead is everything.
Anyway, we’re sitting in our crappy, weedy backyard and it’s dusk-y but still light enough for me to see everyone’s faces and I can hear conversation and participate and all is going well until….it got darker. Continue reading
This morning, I had a little fit.
Not because it’s the last day of grade 6 and 4 for my kids. Not because it’s raining (again). Not because I’m not looking forward to summer vacation with all its lack of routine. I’m really looking forward to the end of school.
I lost it briefly because they were almost late leaving the house. On the last day of school. On MY last day of a kid free house.
Late is not something I am comfortable with. (Must be the Swiss in me…)
Here’s what happens when kids get to school late: the automatic phone system kicks in and the phone starts ringing endlessly to let us know that the student hasn’t arrived at school.
I hate the phone. Continue reading
I realize it’s not intentional. But if I can’t hear someone when they’re speaking directly to me, and they wave it off because they deem it not that important, it feels dismissive to me.
Say, I’m sitting here focusing on my laptop. I’m alone in the room but the family is home. They are not with me. Often, when this happens, I take my hearing aid out. It’s hot and the less distraction I hear while I’m concentrating, the better.
Someone walks into the room and starts talking. I can see it, sense it and sometimes hear something muffled (or a noise that matches my frequency level, such as the squeaking of a door).
Immediately I tense up. I have to prepare myself to listen. Continue reading
I started this blog when I suffered an ear infection causing me to feel completely deaf for a number of weeks. At the time my son was 8 and my daughter 5. They are now 12 and 9.
After my hearing came back somewhat, I dropped this blog. I made it invisible and left it hidden, for no one to see.
But I live with deteriorating hearing loss every day and I realized, this is part of me. It may not define me entirely, but it is a huge part of my life. So, today, I reactive my blog.
So I invite you to read my most posts, and please, let me know if you can identify.
My ear infection is a thing of the past. Or, I hope to never have to experience anything like it again. Continue reading
I am sick to death of being sick.
Does Swimmer’s Ear cause sinus infections? I’m pretty sure it’s all related. Just after I got my ear vacuumed and I thought ‘finally all is back to normal’ I started wheezing and sneezing like it’s going out of style. Continue reading
The drive-through is a prominent, metropolitan feature of the North American city. I would say here in Canada there are probably not quite as many drive-throughs as there are in America, but in my city, there are plenty. Coffee is a big one (Tim Horton’s) but the standard fast-food chains abound as well, especially out in the suburbs.
I don’t live in the suburbs. I live in the city and I can walk to Mom-and-Pop shops, delis, and little bakeries or butchers without needing a car. BUT, I do drive and have access to a car, and the drive-through is sometimes a part of our lives.
Or it was. Continue reading
Few people wear clothing that don’t fit them right, or feel uncomfortable. Many people don’t leave the house if their hair isn’t ‘just so’. I don’t know anyone (other than growing 7 year old boys) who wear shoes that feel too small or tight or are otherwise ill-fitting.
But hearing aids? I have heard, and experienced myself, the lack of will to go get them adjusted or changed if they don’t work properly or don’t fit right. Continue reading
My infected ear has been relieved by a vacuum cleaner. Continue reading
I’m sitting at the computer, plunged into silence with the family out of the house, minding my own business. Concentrating. Actually enjoying the silence, for a change.
Then I heard a male voice talking. Scared the living daylights out of me. Is there someone in the house? Continue reading