Monthly Archives: August 2008
We just got Ben’s Freedom processor replaced about a month ago, but he came to me last night and informed me that it wasn’t working. He wanted to put it in our drying machine that removes moisture. That made me a bit suspicious and I asked him what he was doing when it broke. All he would say was, “It’s not my fault!” The more I asked, the more he would admit that it was probably wet, but that it wasn’t his fault.
I finally gave up and just put it in the machine to hopefully dry out. He was none too happy to put on his body worn processor this morning, but didn’t have a choice since his Freedom still wasn’t working. I tried pressing the issue and still got “not my fault” as a reply. So, I sat him down, told him he wasn’t going to be punished in any way, but that I really needed to know what he was doing when it stopped working so I could troubleshoot it a bit better. He finally blurted out, “I wore it in the shower, but it wasn’t my fault! I didn’t remember that I had it on!”
Part of me wanted to laugh and ask him if he at least enjoyed the sound of the water for the first time in the shower before it died. I know the Freedom is supposed to be water resistant, but I don’t think that extends anywhere near to showering with it on. (Although I hear that that level of water resistance is in the future!) We thankfully got two controllers with his implant and after I changed out the controller today, it came back on with no problem. The first one is still in the drying machine to see if it can be saved. A Cochlear rep once told me that something like 70% of the processors they get returned to them for repairs are working fine again by the time they arrive in Colorado. Many have gotten wet I guess and by the time they arrive to be fixed, a few days have gone by and they have had ample time to dry back out. Since his implant is working fine again, I’m going to give his first controller a few more days in the dryer to see if it will come back to life before I send it back.
I saw this from the Associated Press:
MINNEAPOLIS – The niece of the Martin Luther King, Jr. has used the Democratic Party convention in Denver this week to denounce abortion, which she calls a violation of civil rights.
Alveda King, who traveled to Denver this week during the Democratic Party convention, notes that the party’s platform does not recognize the life of the unborn to be a civil right. And she says while the Democrats have reached out to Christian voters, she wants to remind those Christians that the Bible supports the rights of all people — and “that includes the pre-born,” she adds.
Yesterday, King released a statement honoring the 45th anniversary of her uncle’s “I Have a Dream” speech. She described MLK as a man of God, a man of great compassion, and a man of non-violence who once said “the Negro cannot win as long as he is willing to sacrifice the lives of his children for comfort and safety.”
As King put it yesterday, “I know in my heart that if Uncle Martin were alive today, he would join with me in the greatest civil rights struggle of this generation — the recognition of the unborn child’s basic right to life. My uncle Martin would agree that we cannot end poverty, hunger, or suffering by killing those who might suffer. We cannot claim to guarantee equal rights if we deny the rights of the helpless. And we cannot feign ignorance of the fact that those who are torn apart, crushed, or left to die on an abortionist’s table are just as human as we are.”
During her time in Denver this week, King went to a black neighborhood where she joined the Roman Catholic archbishop and other clergy in protesting outside a Planned Parenthood clinic. She has now taken her message to Minneapolis, where Republicans will meet next week. She says she is also meeting with other Christians and praying for America.
I just have one thing to add…YOU GO GIRL!!
Ben was supposed to have his pre-op visit today for his cochlear implant surgery, and I planned on picking him up from school to take him there since it is a 2 hour drive away. The surgeon’s office just called…on a cell phone. Apparently due to a bad storm last night, they have no electricity and have canceled his appointment for today. Fine by me since I have a boatload of work to get done this weekend, but I sure hope he handles it well. He doesn’t do well with change, and I have visions of him arguing with the middle school secretary when she tells him to get on the bus to come home. I told her to tell him, “Yes, I did speak to your Mom and the directive to get on the bus came straight from her.”
He is very excited about his upcoming surgery, and will not be happy that he doesn’t get to see the surgeon today. Guess I will have to appease him with the fact that he also won’t have to get any blood drawn today. Hopefully they will reschedule his pre-op to a day before his surgery and we can just stay up there overnight rather than drive up and back multiple times next week.
Every day I say I am going to catch up on my blog and every day I find myself further behind in other projects so the blog gets pushed aside. When we started the neurological reorganization work, we were warned that some children might regress. I’m not sure if that is the reason, or if the stress of middle school has affected Ben or all of the above, but we are having some horrific blow ups and melt downs that last for a couple of hours each afternoon. Throw in homework that is resisted/refused as well as exercises for his neuro reorg that he resists and whines all the way through, and by the time he goes to bed each night, I too am just falling face down.
Micheline has been sick and coughs until she practically coughs up a lung. She has always had a very weak respiratory system which I can only attribute to the trash being burned regularly in Haiti as well as plenty of inhaled diesel fumes. Needless to say, when she coughs all night, especially after wanting to crawl in bed with me, the amount of shut-eye I am getting is not nearly enough. I have friends, however, who are currently facing trials much greater than mine, so I will count my blessings.
I was blessed to go to the temple yesterday with a friend and get some time away from the world. There is peace found there that is found nowhere else, and I feel so much more rejuvenated and able to face a new day. I even endured Ben kicking a door repeatedly for almost 20 minutes without my temper flaring. I thank the Lord for the peace He gives me in my life. Without the Lord’s support, I don’t know how well I would do with the daily challenges of life. I am a living testimony of Phillipians 4:13, “I can do all things through Christ which strengtheneth me.”
After having heard in “mono” for 7 years now, Ben will be going stereo. He is scheduled for a second cochlear implant next week on September 4th. I wrote about bilateral cochlear implants and his desire to have a second one here.
The risks of anesthesia and knowing someone is drilling on your child’s head are always a bit unnerving, but I have put much prayer into this decision and feel a sense of peace. Any prayers the morning of the 4th would be greatly appreciated…that the surgeon’s hands will be guided, that Ben will come through with flying colors and that his mom won’t pass out on the floor. 🙂 I’ve worked as a nurse so I know what is involved in the O.R. Give me a surgery to watch and I am with ya all the way, fascinated by the process. Tell me it is my child under that drape, however, and my legs turn to jello. As a friend once told me, it is a roller coaster ride of emotions. We have already boarded the coaster, however, and just need to hold on until the ride (surgery) is over. Thankfully we have already done it once and know what to expect, but I will be glad when I get the news in the surgery waiting room, “we are closing now and everything went well.”
I’m not sure who keeps us laughing more: Micheline or Caleb when it comes to misspeaking. Tonight Caleb was trying to tell me that I had to sign a paper for his accelerated Math class. Problem was, he couldn’t remember the word, so he told me that I needed to sign a paper for his “celebrated” math class. Gee, never knew he liked Math quite that much!
Even funnier, however, was Micheline’s recent comment. She was telling us a story about something that she thought was quite funny and told us that she was “crapping up laughing”. Needless to say, her comment left the rest of us cracking up laughing.