It has been one of those mornings around here.
Pawpaw is hard of hearing, and won't wear hearing aids. A lot of the time, I don't realize that he didn't understand every word of what I said.
I woke up whiny,because my ears are stopped up and I can hear my heart beating in my ears. He asked me what is wrong and I tell him.
He eats his breakfast lays his recliner back and asks if I need to go to the doctor. I tell him no, it's just feeling weird because when I turn my head I can hear my heart beating in my ears.
He looked kind of puzzled, but didn't say anything.
A little while later he says maybe it's just gas.
I still didn't make the connection, I thought he was just trying to be funny. So I tell him that if I start passing gas through my ears I'm not sure a doctor would know what to do about that.
He watches the news for awhile and said I really think you need to go to the doctor.
Then he said,if you are hearing your heart beat in your rear, then that would be the time to go find out what the hell is going on.HUH???
EARs! grabbing both earlobes and looking at him.
He says, all this time you have been saying I'm full of crap and it was you. I never had to go to the doctor with gas in my ears.
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