I am off to the ‘big smoke,’ today. NO—not for anything pertaining to my bariatric surgery journey; but for an issue that bugs ‘other people,’ more than it does me. In my younger days I played keyboard on a band. Some of my older Kiwi friends from my teaching days at tangaroa College ion Otara, will remember that band—NUMBA! I am pretty damn sure I was the ‘weak link. At the time, I had issues with ear infections and the combination of the very loud music we sometimes played, and the former, led to a significant hearing loss in my right ear.
OK—I had that attended to, by acquiring a hearing aid and I have had two over the years. Then came—the PERDY—a crazy Jack Russell, who decided she didn’t like the whistling sound, so she ‘dealt to the offending piece of hearing paraphernalia and it is now quite useless. If you have ever been chewed by a Jack Russell, I suspect you could understand just how ineffective the device became. ‘I,’ also became a bit of a pain in the butt to friends and family, by constantly asking for people to repeat their communications to me and they constantly told me to stick the hearing aid back in. Well—-today is about getting a new one, so it’s off to Auckland for the first stages. Thankfully, it is subsidized by the State so I don’t need to pay the full amount ($4000!)