I called my mother on Saturday, and as usual nowadays, she couldn’t really hear me. She misplaced her hearing aids while in rehab earlier this year, probably the third or fourth pair she has lost. Pity, because these were very advanced and expensive ones, probably costing $5,000.
But really, they provided only limited help. Her hearing, like my own, has declined to a point where hearing aids can’t do much to correct the problem.
Mom mentioned something annoying one of her caregivers had done. I said, “Was it Alejandra?”
“What?” Mom said.
“Was the caregiver Alejandra?”
She said, “I heard you say, ‘Was there a salamander?”
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