It had to happen sooner or later…

As Alice’s Mummy has pointed out: “at least it happened on your watch”.

Alice, amongst many other things, is an avid rugby fan. By that, I mean she has been dragged to rugby grounds around the country to watch Rugby at her father’s whim and enjoys the sweets enough to make it worth her while. She has been known to shout “har-le-quins” on occassion too. We have been visiting the Twickenham Stoop to watch Quins for over a decade and Alice, since she was just six weeks old. Our friends who sit around us have grown up with Alice’s Ears and all know about the journey she has been on. It is a wonderful, family club.

On Saturday we trecked out along the usual beaten path, from the Sussex Pub to the Stoop. Alice happy and skipping along the way on a cold, dank, Saturday afternoon. She took a minor tumble en-route, but nothing that wasn’t solved by a brush down and a big hug. Or so we thought.

Alice has always been fantastic at reporting issues with her CIs. When they are on, when they are off, when there are technical problems and, more recently, when there is a problem with a map. It makes our lives so much easier and is testament to how well she gets on with them.

Half way through the first-half of the game on Saturday, Alice reached under her hat and turned to me saying “Daddy, my ear’s fallen off”. Not to worry I thought, it will be hanging in your clothes somewhere and we will find it straight away. Only we didn’t…

It was not in her clothes (despite the strip-searches in near-Zero temperatures) it was not on the floor, it was not in a pocket it was nowhere to be seen. Panic ensued. We retraced our steps over the 1km back to the car – nothing. We were sitting in a rugby ground with 13,000 merry rugby supporters who wouldn’t even know what a speech-processor was if they found it. Help.

And yet again we are reminded of the fragility of Alice’s hearing. We were surprised that she hadn’t reported it missing sooner as she relies on both her ears to hear as well as she does. I guess the fall must have confused her more than we thought.

I can only thank the kind gentleman who found it on the path leading to the ground. The Steward who handed it to the club and the club for phoning me within half-an-hour of the game finishing to reunite us with Alice’s ear. Harlequins FC should be rightly proud of how the helped us.

But here is the thing, it is easy to get complacent when your child is doing so well. To forget that Alice’s world is dependent on microchips and batteries. If they break, or disappear (who hasn’t broken or lost a phone for example?) Alice’s world and ours turns upside down. It is a technology Alice and we have come to rely on but it is one that we cannot take for granted – not even for a moment.

I can’t wait until Oliver has his fitted and we have four processors to look after. Dear God.


Sore calf muscles…

Those of you who follow our blog will be aware of the esteem in which we hold Auditory Verbal UK, without whose help, Alice wouldn’t be where she is today and without whom Oliver’s future in the hearing world would not be so bright.

You will also know how, as a family, we do whatever we can to help them to help others.

Over the past three years, Alice’s Mummy and I have taken part in Triathalons and have rowed the Thames twice to raise money for our friends at AV. In doing so, we have raised c. £12,000 and we know what a difference this makes to them.

I am not built for running. Any rower will tell you that the muscles are all in the wrong places and I’m just too damn heavy. Hence the prospect of a half – marathon around Silverstone race track fills me with horror. Particularly as it is in only seven weeks’ time. Nonetheless, I have been fighting the frost and trudging the pavements of Surrey in training. My calves are agony and I have blisters on my blisters.

If you have a spare moment, do please visit my JustGiving page and, if you are able, give whatever you can to support me in my run and to help such a wonderful organisation that really does change people’s lives.

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