Side tracked but waiting.

This refrigerator problem has kept me side tracked, I could have thought of a better way, but the refrig happened. So now that it is over and I can think, “Hey I have an appointment with the surgeon coming up.”

Funny how I try to explain the hearing problems and the explanations are lost in the wind, but when Rush says it, hey my son listens.

It is hard for someone to understand a hearing aid, because of our ‘sight’ education. On an average, once you reach the 40’s your sight begins to go and things get fuzzy. You simply get a $2 pair of reading glasses and voila’, you can see clearly.

So the average person sees a hearing aid and they are sure that someone’s  hearing is cleared up….. Far from it. At times it is like someone giving you a pair of reading glasses with grease smeared over them,  could you  read?  Nah.

Aids can at times clear up sounds. But most of the time with folks like me with a profound hearing loss, it is like wearing a pair of glasses that only make the fuzzy words bigger and more fuzzy.

It CAN BE the same with the Cochlear Implant the Dr. tells us. It is likely I can not hear in a café (noisy environment). Most likely I will not talk on the phone, it is not the silver bullet but it should improve my hearing.

Examples of my hearing:

We ate at the Woodshed in Stanley. In the self serve salad line, seeing she had a salad plate, I asked my wife, “Where did you get the salad plate?”

“I told you  they were on the table.”  I am sure she did.

I know she gets tired of repeating or ensuring I hear, I try to understand that too, instead of saying. “Oh yeah I heard you, I just wanted to come up here in the line and make sure.”

Another incident came up about our son, nothing earth shaking just a statement.  I swear I did not know it. She says, “Honey, I did tell you.”

It is my fault for acting like I understand a conversation, when I have no idea what was said, but I do not want to repeat, ‘What did you say?’

But to give my girl her dues she does very well and helps me immensely. She has handled the lion’s share of the conversations in the refrigerator situation.

There are times I am so full of BS and act like I understand, that everyone thinks I know what is being said.  I am counting on the implant to cut down on the times there are misunderstandings.

Nite Shipslog

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Cars of 1966……………….

Some humans tend to want others to make the decision, so they will have someone to blame.

Be careful to whom you give advice, they may take it and wish you had not given it.

Hind sight is great, and if you give someone room they will tell you what you SHOULD have done. (Hey, I know that now! believe it of not, and didn’t need to be reminded.) Ha!  When most of us make the wrong decision, we kick ourselves enough, no one else needs to.

Instead of buying a new refrig when the temp went up in the old frig, I THOUGHT, I could fix it, and it looked like I had, then something else failed. Now I have a new $72 part, that is of no use, and I am still waiting for a delivery on Sunday, of all days.  Did you know they would deliver on Sunday?  I didn’t.

Hopefully this saga will end with smiles when the new BIG refer is humming and making ice; your choice, cubes or crushed.

New and clean to boot.

You make the decisions in life and live with the results.  You hope of course that each one is a wise one.  (sometimes they are not!)

(But it never hurts to sleep on it.)

Nite Shipslog

PS: The Refrigerator is in place and running before 10 this morning. A very good crew delivered and set it up in record time. WE B happy.

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1965 was a good year, I liked most of them.

The Rambler was a good car, what happened?

These were neat small trucks.

Friend Woody of NY, Often quotes: Some days are diamonds…….

Dear whom ever it may concern (or care),
I was so proud of my girl ordering the Refrigerator over the phone. Sure enough the truck arrived at a good time. The place was ready for the New refer.
Driver: There is a little problem, we have a scratch and very small dent in the door. The neighboring refrig door came open and hit yours. Want to look? (Of course not!) Yeah let’s see it. Dent enough to  make my girl happy(not).
Driver: We can adjust the price, maybe 5-10% or I can bring a new door.
Well, install the dude and let it be getting cold, then send out a door. Good deal, we are now underway again. The doors had to be removed to get this monster in. Actually our door is a narrow one.
Inside and set up. Water attached, doors on, plugged in lite inside comes on. Sherry listens to the lecture of care and feeding of new refer.
Big truck drives off. GREAT, up and running.  Now Reece will come home to new refer.
HOWEVER, Jack decides to purge the lines as suggested by a big sign. Run water 4 minutes……. ‘NO WATER’, sir/ma’am.  What? Well there is a light to turn on when you are getting  a drink at night, I Guess.  No light. Jack punches the buttons a couple times and SMOKE arises from the switches. Breaker kicks.  I said a bad word as the sickening scent of an electrical short enters my nose.
Sherry calls, manager, he says I will call the guys and have them come back out. WE sat around waiting an hour. No call no truck. So to Lowes we go to see the manager. That manager is off. As we explain the problem to Terri, new manager. I see the delivery guy in the distance. (He sees me, but doesn’t see me, you know, he entered a distant door) evidently he was not coming to our house..
“We do not have a replacement.” says manager.  What to do? “You will get a call within an hour.”
CAll comes. WE are trying to locate one. Will call you first thing in the AM.
Now Reece has been without a Refer for 2 days already. I ask you sir (ma’am) what would you suggest if they cannot find a replacement tomorrow?
Thanks for listening.
Signed,
The guy who said a bad word, and is sorry, but still doesn’t have a refer….

Nite Shipslog
PS:
Some days are diamonds, Some days are stone……….
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Sherry and I took one of these ‘64 Bonneville's to GITMO and left it there.