Moot Thoughts & Musings

*chuckle* That was funny. =) You must have a lot of free time on hand due to the multiple postings the last few days! I'm jealous! ;)

LOL!I can so totally relate to this one!

You also know you are the parent of a d/hoh kid when you're sitting in a restaurant, and every time you hear a very faint whistle you check your kid's head! I kept thinking it was feedback, and it turns out it was a timer in the kitchen that was going off. People must have thought I was nuts....

I thought this was cute, so I wanted to see what the comments were, and I saw Leah's comment! When I taught middle school Deaf Ed, I had to remind myself that I couldn't just walk up to them and start messing with their squealing hearing aid myself (like I would do with my young students), but to tell them it was sqealing so they could fix it! LOL

That's funny! I was at a school function on Thursday and a couple of kids under the age of 5 who I had never met before came up to me on the playground to fix their hearing aids. LOL Guess I looked like the motherly sort.

*LOL*

Did I ever tell you that my grandfather (the recently deceased one) was HOH from a very young age? He left home at 15, flipped a quarter to determine which way he was going, and his first "real" job was one that caused significant hearing damage. So, he was just a young fellow when he started wearing a hearing aid. My grandmother worked at a hearing aid store just out of high school. They met when he would come in to buy his batteries. Fast forward. . . they got married. . . owned a hearing aid business on Canal Street. (I'ld love to show you the photo of the shop--I'll see if I can get my mom to take a digital pic of it.) I remember going to their shop downtown before they sold it and my grandfather focused on a different enterprise. . .

Ahhhh. . . the myriad ties we have. . . hearing aids and old people and New Orleans. . .