Today my sister took him to an appointment with the hearing aid doctor. Dad's been putting us off for a few months, my BIL had a talk with me about getting Dad over the hill to see the doctor about it. In my mind, I want to keep the peace with Dad more than my BIL because, well, I live with my Dad. And if it bothered my BIL that much, why doesn't HE take my Dad! Well, the doctor called and made the appointment. I had an appointment, so it fell to my sister to take him. Which is good. He listens to me, then her and usually defers to her. She's older, that doesn't bother me. Especially times like this.
So. They came back with hearing aids cleaned out, fresh batteries, rules of the hearing aids, cleanings, when to change batteries, etc. DAD CAN HEAR AGAIN!!!
The trouble with hearing is...he can hear!!! The neighbors dogs barking, a bump on the wall, water running, a mouse sneezing. Oh Lord help me! He's been telling the neighbors dogs to shut up all afternoon.
This could be very interesting!