A Man and His Ear

 Today was supposed to be nice. It is not! Currently pouring down rain and lots of thunder and lightning. My lower jaw is aching, and poor old Toni Louise is frantic.

The day started out okay. I was listening to a book and sipping coffee while doing a crossword to help keep my senior mind from going stale. I had just let the dogs out and back in again when the sleeping man arose. He was fast approaching my perch on the couch with the dogs. He had a flashlight and tweezers in his hands and said, "See if you can pull this out of my ear."

One would think that he would be more careful with the hearing aids after getting that little dome that covers the appliance stuck in his head so many times. He seemed to think I could accomplish his goal as he stood in front of me. He is taller than me (most everyone is) and I had to make him sit as I peered into his head with the flashlight. No, I did not see any light come out the other side of his head. I will say that it would not have surprised me. Maybe he should do some crossword puzzles!

I could see it, but I could not grab it, even after I left the tweezers behind for a hemostat. The good thing about the hemostat is that you can lock it in place when you get the teeth around the object of your desire. It was so deep that it was touching his ear drum, and any contact was painful. I know when to quit and sent him on to our primary. No doctors in the office today! They sent him on to Blairsville to visit the sister office of the practice.

Now, if you read this blog or my old one, you will know that this happens a lot. The first time was in Minnesota while we were visiting our son. He did it twice in one day! The first time found us at an urgent care. The doctor even offered to let me yank it out. I declined, but I did assist by holding the light and kicking the man every time he moved.

Just hours later he did it again. By then, my son's stepdaughter was home from work and said she would get it out. I turned him over to her care. I love her so much! She is a no-nonsense type of person and reminds me of my baby girl. When he wouldn't sit still, she grabbed his head, and I lit the area while she ignored his grunts of pain, and she pulled it out. I refused to go back to the urgent care with him and was going to make my son go with him.

Well, the dome is still stuck. They couldn't get it out and tried to get him in with an ENT and couldn't. So, he is going to wait until Monday and go to his doctor who has removed it before.

It has been a long day of repeating myself. Now I am just texting him. He may not be able to hear, but he can still read.

Yesterday I planted more vegetable and flower seed. I used banana peels and sprinkled seed on them, covered that with soil, sprayed it with water and covered the pots with plastic wrap and put them under a grow light. Time will tell if this increases the number of seedlings. I have some tomato seedlings already that I am babysitting.

Now I am ready for bedtime and not looking forward to a weekend with the man and his ear.