Once again Jack’s Wednesday post is on Thursday – but here’s why

Wendy and I went to visit friends in North Carolina over the weekend where we would be joined by other friends, one of whom was celebrating a birthday. So six of us enjoying a relaxing time while we gossiped, blethered and caught up on our pandemic lives.

Except – I had noticed earlier in the week that Wendy seemed to be talking more and more quietly.

I am practically deaf in my right ear due to an un-diagnosed infection many years ago and a few years ago I was persuaded to get a pair of hearing aids. I duly inserted them before we set off and packed spare batteries just in case.

When we got to our destination and met up with our pals it was obvious that I had a problem. I changed the batteries but no difference. I checked the tiny filters and they were both clogged with wax. Oops – no spare filters! Aarrghh – the dreaded wax in my ‘good’ ear, which has sometimes happened in the past.

Our friends, like us, rescue cats so a syringe was easily produced and much sluicing ensued, but to no avail.

I was due to record radio shows yesterday at Dirk’s excellent home studio so I was worried. Not only that but Wendy was telling me things and I had no idea what! What had we just bought??

So from Sunday until Tuesday I Regularly put in the fizzing drops and lay on my side, then sluiced with warm water. Finally, as in the past, it just suddenly cleared – what a relief!

As I get older I appreciate the senses I still have – eyesight is not as great but still there; Sense of smell long gone but the reason I like spicy food; hearing still there as long as I don’t let the wax build up!