The walls here are beginning to vibrate. Mom, who was already partially deaf in one ear, has lost even more of her hearing just in the last week. I don't know if it is the result of her medicines or if it is because of the runny nose she has had for quite awhile, but we are praying that it is a temporary condition. I'm going to run it by the doctor when he or his nurse calls about Monday's blood test; she may need to see an ear, nose, throat specialist. If the condition can't be corrected, then we will go to her audiologist and have her hearing aide adjusted or replaced. At least that is my plan. Mom, however, tumbles between accepting and mourning the loss and panicking that it won't go away. I feel really sorry for her because deafness can be so isolating. She has great difficulty following conversations even when she is just inches away from the speaker and looking at them. We tend to cut our sentences down to very short bits of communication to help her figure out the meaning easier. Meanwhile, the t.v. is blaring and I am scouring the house for those darned ear plugs that I know are here somewhere!
By the way, Danielle made it back from the Big Apple at 5:00 this morning. She missed her flight out of NYC yesterday morning, not because she was too late to board - she got there 35 minutes early - but because the baggage check was closed 45 minutes before take off time. Oops. The next possible flight out was not until 4:00 p.m. so she spent a lovely day at the airport and then got into Portland at 11:00 p.m. As Don would say, the Kirby luck was at work again. Thankfully, her friend, Ashley, wanted to meet her at the airport and drive her home so they could visit. Ahhh, to be young enough to stay awake all night again! Thanks, Ashley and welcome home Danielle, even if only for a short time.
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Just read the list of your quirks. I have that one too. Although apparently you need me to teach you how to fold a towel. ;c) Ever since LNT I've been even more anal about how I fold them.
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You first fold a towel in thirds the long way, don't you? I totally understand that quirk and I do it too if space is tight on a rod. But, here's where my OCD comes in: I think the towel lays flatter in a stack before it goes on the rod if it is folded in half rather than in thirds. Frightening, isn't it, how much thought goes into these quirks? Anyway, I'm glad you understand! - M
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