I don't really feel much like sharing tonight. I'm feeling disappointed and frustrated. Get this. They don't believe I'm a good candidate for the cochlear implants because my hearing is 'slightly better than we'd like to see it.' and instead have recommended that I be outfitted with two hearing aids. It seems they have settled on 'moderately hard of hearing' because we all know how much Bridget likes to be labelled.
Two.
Hearing aids.
I said I would think about it. Because I wasn't about to pitch a hissy fit there but two hearing aids is just about the only thing I really don't want.
And Jacob's mad. Let him be mad then.
