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Decision made. Introducing Brownlee Donald Associates.

8 Nov

Home fire burningSince we were told that our office was closing at the end of the year and being absorbed into what is now Penguin Random House I have gone through every possible emotion. Denial, grief and anger have all raised their heads but I’ve finally reached acceptance and it’s great. I’ve contemplated every possible option and have come to the conclusion that working for myself in an industry I love with contacts made over 23 years in the business is without doubt the best way forward.

It also gives me the flexibility to work from home thereby walking the 2 year old to the childminders every day, splashing in puddles, kicking piles of leaves and generally dawdling and still be at my desk earlier than I am at the moment.  It means I can light the fire on cold winter nights and the 11 year old can come straight home and get on with her homework instead of standing shivering on the doorstep waiting for us to get back as has happened on a number of occasions recently.  It also means I can decamp to our island idyll of Islay and let the children run wild in the summer while I continue business as usual. I am so happy and strangely confident about what the future may hold.

My happiness is enhanced by the deaf 2 year old who has now been given the much sought after ‘dangly thing’ which I now understand is a ‘radio mike’ and has ‘FM receivers’ attached to his hearing aids. The new aids are enormous and look rather clumsy but the effect on his attention span has been immediate and instead of disrupting Book Bugs and Daisy’s Music Time he is now participating with enthusiasm.

The 8 year old is making me smile too.  After years of my insisting that the Times Table app on the iPad is in fact a game her mental arithmetic is second to none and she is sailing past the boys in top group in her Big Maths / Beat That test every Friday – much to the surprise of her parents and teachers. Download it. I can’t recommend it highly enough.

So looking forward things are pretty good in the Sleepless household.   The 8 year old is currently at a sleepover.  The 11 year old is at the cinema with a friend who is coming back for the night. Their social lives are far better than mine. Last Sunday I let the girls sleep in to recover from a hat trick of late nights which had begun with Hallowe’en. They eventually woke up at 1pm in the afternoon.  When I wrote my first Sleepless in Suburbia blog all those years ago  I couldn’t imagine a time when they might sleep through the night let alone through the day. Life is constantly changing and at the moment it seems to be changing for the better.

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Making deaf friends

4 Oct

trampolineThe deaf 2 year old and I have just had the most lovely morning.  Normally Fridays are spent dashing round to see local friends for coffee or waiting in trepidation for a visit from our Teacher of the Deaf.  This morning we were home alone but instead of insisting on watching ‘CBeebies’ , rampaging around the garden or firing his cars up and down the room the 2 year old consented to milk and a story.  He normally wriggles off my knee in seconds but he cuddled his dinosaur and I read The Littlest Dinosaur by Michael Foreman. Twice.

The morning just got better. I keep in touch with friends we met at sign language classes but we haven’t seen each other for over a year.  They have a deaf 8 year old and a hearing two year old so have the same big gap as we do and understand the deaf issue.  It was so good to have a play date with someone who identifies with what we’re going through and to see the two boys interacting.  Yes their 2 year old has better vocabulary but the different wasn’t massive and it was clear they could understand each other.

I loved being able to share anxieties about the care we are getting and I suddenly feel ready to take on the world. Instead of moaning that there is no provision for family sign language classes I am going to fight for them. Instead of worrying that if and when we go down the private school route we lose the radio aids which will help him hear his teacher I’ll fight to change that rule before it becomes an issue.  You wouldn’t take a wheelchair away from a disabled child if they entered private education I can’t understand why they take hearing aids away from deaf children if they do. But they do. Not the whole aid. But the extension which allows them to hear their teachers microphone in class. Simply because responsibility for the provision has moved from the Health Authority to the Education Authority.

I have always been slightly amused by the extension / microphone combination.  When our baby was first diagnosed as being deaf I asked our then 6 year old about the deaf child in her class.  She was completely unphased by his being deaf and just told me that the teacher has to wear a funny thing round her neck which means that the deaf child can sometimes hear her going to the loo if she doesn’t switch it off.  When I asked the teacher what the thing was (not mentioning the fact that the entire class listen to her going to the loo) she said that it’s a microphone linked to his hearing aid which enable him to hear her over all the other background noise but admitted that she finds it particularly useful when the children are at the far end of the field and she can quietly ask him to round up the other kids while her colleagues are screeching at their classes to come back.

We have only just been offered the extension and microphone and I was slightly anxious to hear that the reason one was available was because a deaf child had left school so was no longer their responsibility.   It seemed cruel to be chasing the family for the return of equipment which clearly enabled her to hear simply because she was making the transition from school to work. Surely it will be just as useful there, or at the gym or at any other form of class she might take in adulthood.

Meanwhile however I am just enjoying every day.  It was a joy to watch him chatting to his new friend today, dive bombing down the slide into a puddle of water at the bottom and the pair of them laughing hysterically on the trampoline. He is an utter delight and I will do anything to make his life as happy as he makes mine.

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