A journal of a "post-lingual acquired hearing loss in adulthood", or how I went deaf - and got a cochlear implant - at 39.
Oh, for the luvva Pete, as my Dad used to curse. That track goes right over Fredericton, doesn't it?Okay, we're revving up the good-thoughts engine out here, starting now.
Keep your head down, girl. I'm just outside the main track, but I don't think the extension cord will reach ...
I've been watching this track, amazed! Stock up, hunker down and know that the good-thoughts engine is working down here too!
ditto....ditto....and ditto.Regards,Dann
...here comes Kyle.
Oh, for the luvva Pete, as my Dad used to curse. That track goes right over Fredericton, doesn't it?
ReplyDeleteOkay, we're revving up the good-thoughts engine out here, starting now.
Keep your head down, girl. I'm just outside the main track, but I don't think the extension cord will reach ...
ReplyDeleteI've been watching this track, amazed! Stock up, hunker down and know that the good-thoughts engine is working down here too!
ReplyDeleteditto....ditto....and ditto.
ReplyDeleteRegards,
Dann