Today is a big day for us. I'm up early due to not be 'into' the North American time zone yet and its too dark out to know what the day holds. We were hit by a huge winter storm yesterday and we stayed in and watch inch after inch after inch fall. At times beautiful. At times frightening. Snow just kept of falling.
Will we get out of the driveway and into the city? That's the question. For me, I'm heading back to work and know I've got lots and lots to catch up on and lots and lots to do. As always my trip meeting others have given me ideas for home - now I have to figure out what's transerrable, what's not. For Joe, however, there is the big medical appointment he's had waiting since we left for England.
Begging, cajoling, nagging, I've been after him to get a hearing test. He has either lost hearing or lost interest in anything much I have to say. Today will tell us that. We both know that hearing is one of those things that make you admit you aren't twenty any more, and we both know that wearing a hearing aid is no big deal. But somehow this is a big deal for Joe and I am, in a gentle kind way of course, making the experience fun by teasing him about it all.
I asked him on the plane on the flight home what he thought the diagnosis was going to be, he said, 'WHAT?" and I was about to repeat myself when he laughed the 'got you' laugh. HA HA Then he said that he figures he's lost hearing but not enough for a hearing aide. Looking at me imploringly he said, "What do you think?" I think he's going to need a hearing aide but I said, "Does it matter?"
"I'm in a wheelchair, you have a hearing aide, big deal."
So today we'll see, if we can get out of our driveway, if Joe's hearing test means we are beginning the inevitable slide which ends as us being dapper elderly gentlemen. Or if that's not possible, a couple of elderly scoundrals who still like it mix it up.