I am deaf in my right ear due to auto immune inner ear disorder. I basically went deaf in the matter of a week a couple years ago. As for now there is nothing to bring it back and prednisone keeps the left ear going. However, I can sit here on the computer with my headphones on listening to some good old Motown, my husband will have both tv's on...The kitchen and living room, both at a high volume, some times not even the same station, and I can still hear him moaning about his aches and pains over all that. Most of the time I can't believe, I'm the one going deaf.
Ever since I can remember my time with my husband, he has been saying I should record our conversations and submit them for a sit-com. I do have to admit our time together has been pretty funny at times. I have always been good with the one liners. He plays the stooge and I'm the straight man. Like when he tried to tell me how much he loved me, he said, "Honey, I'd catch a bullet for you." I said, "Let me get a gun and you go long." He loves that one. He tells it to almost everyone we meet.
My husband is a talker, he's got so many stories that we tease him that his stories are numbered and all he has to do to tell us a story is yell out a number, like #47. We say, Oh that's the one about you and Danny knocking Tommy out! Yeah, that one of our favorites.
Which is one of our favorites. Him and his brother Danny was playing ball or keep away from their little brother Tommy and accidentally hit him in the head and knocked him out cold. They were afraid they would get in trouble so they grabbed Tommy by the feet and drug him over to some bushes and hid him in there. Of course, they still got into trouble. But Tommy was no worse for the wear. Yeah, he has a bunch of stories.
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I just want to attest to the fact that this person is real, and she is my mother. She is an authentic person and not a character made up by me or my brother. In fact, you could say she invented us.
Story #47 is a good one though, probably the best of the bunch. You've just killed your brother; what do you do? Hide the body, naturally. Those were simpler times then.
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