Merry Christmass

I hope everyone had as great of a Christmas as we did. My dressing (that's right. my dressing.) turned out fluffy and flavorful, we each met our extended family-time obligations, I loved the cold weather, and now on to the important stuff... Gus's fav present was Spike the Dinosaur, Bren's was the book Farting Fred, Garrett really liked a cereal box, Ben's was an aged but cherry pair of crocodile skin boots and mine was a set of special edition DVDs; The Labyrinth, The Never Ending Story, Dark Crystal and Willow.

We are having to conduct some more tests because Garrett's new audiologist thinks he might be deafer than deaf. He's supper deaf. But the ENT thinks she's nuts. It would be one in a million for Gare to have both conductive and sensorineural hearing loss cause by two totally different unrelated things. The Treacher Collins affects conductive hearing because it inhibits the development of the little bones in the ear that converts vibrations into sound, but sensorineural loss is cause by things like noise trauma and infection. I guess I do hold him pretty close to the woofers when we go to death metal concerts. So we're scheduled for more tests. He will need to be sedated so I'm trying to coincide it with his tear duct surgery. Two birds, one anesthesia. The results will determine what strength hearing aid he will need.

The surgery to rebuild his tear duct will be in Jan or Feb, probably last an hour or two, and if everything goes well, they should release us that day. There won't be anything freakishly sticking out of his eye like there was last time and it should finally put an end to his nasty, crusty, oozy, eye boogers. Hopefully this will be the last surgery for several more years. I'll have nothing to blog about! Huzzah!