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SeaOtter of Bluster
Mar. 6th, 2024 09:22 pmToday was Madame Day, so once again no walk, alas. She was not in the best of form today, also alas. She seemed a bit flustered as she climbed aboard. She has taken to complaining that every time someone transports her walker, it gets damaged. I can see that it is bent on one side, probably from being folded up and forcibly shoved into a car without much cargo space. I always assure her that I will not damage it, because I have a big car and it fits in the back without being folded. Heave ho! Thank goodness I still have some feeble remnants of my once impressive biceps.
We had no sooner ordered our lunch and settled down for a nice chat than her hearing aid stopped working. She was convinced she had another battery in her bag, but that was a memory from a different hearing aid. The current replacement stays in the charger at home. She was convinced she could lipread well enough to hear me, but she couldn't. I tore a sheet from my notebook and wrote down my suggestion: "How about if we finish our lunch, and go back to your place and replace the battery? Then we can visit there." This was acceptable, so we went back to her residence. We set off the door alarms again! The staff is very patient about it. We had quite a struggle with the hearing aid battery. I could see at once that the problem is that the battery wasn't properly slotted in to the charger, so it had never charged to begin with. I slipped it back in, and by the time confusion was resolved about which battery was which, and how to attach it, etc., it had acquired enough charge to last for the rest of our time together. I noticed that she was actually very tired and about to fall asleep, so we said our goodbyes and I tiptoed away.
Then I came home and spent a couple of hours editing. My editor has decided to use Track Changes for Word. I've never done this before, so I have to teach myself a new process while figuring out his edits. I spend a lot of time poking things at random and going WTF! Unfair labor practices! I really liked my old red pencil, back in the Cretaceous Period.
We had no sooner ordered our lunch and settled down for a nice chat than her hearing aid stopped working. She was convinced she had another battery in her bag, but that was a memory from a different hearing aid. The current replacement stays in the charger at home. She was convinced she could lipread well enough to hear me, but she couldn't. I tore a sheet from my notebook and wrote down my suggestion: "How about if we finish our lunch, and go back to your place and replace the battery? Then we can visit there." This was acceptable, so we went back to her residence. We set off the door alarms again! The staff is very patient about it. We had quite a struggle with the hearing aid battery. I could see at once that the problem is that the battery wasn't properly slotted in to the charger, so it had never charged to begin with. I slipped it back in, and by the time confusion was resolved about which battery was which, and how to attach it, etc., it had acquired enough charge to last for the rest of our time together. I noticed that she was actually very tired and about to fall asleep, so we said our goodbyes and I tiptoed away.
Then I came home and spent a couple of hours editing. My editor has decided to use Track Changes for Word. I've never done this before, so I have to teach myself a new process while figuring out his edits. I spend a lot of time poking things at random and going WTF! Unfair labor practices! I really liked my old red pencil, back in the Cretaceous Period.
