625 Feb 18
07:00 hrs
Yesterday was The Oma-nator's 85th birthday. We held a surprise party for her at the Wayward Inn with a dozen or so friends in attendance. Chef Blaine and Sous Irene with the assistance of the Loin Fruits put on a spread of food. We had a great time. Too bad you missed it.
26 Feb 18
13:15 hrs
There has been a change on my health of late. For the better for all actually even though it is a sign that I am getting older. That's right, I now have hearing aids. For years I have been suffering from hearing loss and a major case of tinitus complements of working on a flight line with hearing protection. This condition has caused me to persistently raise my voice to the point that everyone at the Wayward Inn said you must be angry because your shouting or talking loudly. This in turn put them on edge which put me on edge.
Round and round.
It was my Lobster and my friend from Over the Hump who more or less demanded that I go in to Connect Hearing for a diagnosis. Sure enough, it was Service related and the DVA claim was launched. That was last year. The claim was accepted but still I did not go in to get the devices. Finally, after putting up with it for a while longer - read self denial - I finally went in and was fitted for a pair of Phonak hearing aids.
Are they any good?
To quote the Sages -"They're Awesome!"
I think the most impressive part is the absolute clarity that they provide from the world around me. Here's an example of the clarity:
At the end of the day I had folded me pants over the bench at the end of the he'd. Some change had fallen out of my pocket. No big deal. I picked it up and tossed them into my coin jar But what I didn't know was two coins - a quarter and a loonies had falling into the rolled cuff of my pants. For the next two days I would be walking and I could hear coins clinking together and I would check my pockets. Nothing but a couple of old receipts. Clank. Clink. Check again. Still nothing. I thought I was losing my bloody mind. Then, I had to tie up a shoe lace. Lo and behold I found the coins. Coins that I had been hearing for two days.
Simply amazing.
19:00 hrs
I got home back to the Wayward Inn to find the evening meal ready and no one had eaten. They had waited for me. Well, don't do that. I am used to grubbing for leftovers. Thanks for thinking about me though. It feel nice to be wanted.
Currently, my Better Half and I are seated in the back row of a Graduation Dessert Night meeting. I know, it's bullshit. From what I've seen the parents of the grads get more wrapped up and enamored with goings on than the kids do. That being said, I think the parents are just wanting to celebrate the milestone their child has achieved.
19:46 hrs
The meeting is over and a lot of info was passed on to us. Info that we will then pass to our Jr. Couch Monkey. That's all folks time to go back to the Wayward Inn and work on the new tome.