Thursday, 31 January 2013

Learning our numbers...

Aarav, come lets say our numbers.


too (t very soft)

teee (t very soft)

fou (f very soft)



Repeat please. Say Six.

And then Aarav starts doing the 'Fish dance'
So our numbers are :

One Two Three Four Five FISH.

Tuesday, 29 January 2013

Gin Rummy - Frustrating fun!

Playing Gin Rummy is something I am really good at...

I may play only with my android phone at a beginner's setting :P
But I am good. I do manage to make pairs and runs almost every time...

Gin rummy is more fun for me because it satisfies my craving to sort and organize and catalogue and make mental notes of which card is placed where, which player has which cards.. and so on.

Usually I do the same type of mental organizing for non-Rummy things at home or at work...

Like for example,
List 1 - Which grocery products I have.
List 2 - Which products I need to acquire and are missing at home.
List 3 - Which deadwood products I need to throw out due to expiry date or family's choosy palate issues.
List 4 - Which product is available with which Grocery shop and so on...

So with the above lists, even if list 1 and 3 and smaller than the others, I still have it logged in my mental list and it is in the 'to do' list.  
So I tend to freak out less.
See Mom !! That's why my mess is more organized than ordinary mess.
Even if you find me doing nothing and staring out in zero space, I am in fact, hard at work running SQLs in my brain.
What you see on my blank face is the 'in progress' cursor progressing slowly forward.
So. I know exactly when I will not have any flour for chapatis or rice for dinner, even if the date is in the past.
It is called "Organized Chaos".

Making lists is a lot more convenient than standing in the mall and wondering what you need and then reading each product in every aisle...
(Which I still do anyway. But as the time taken to shop is inversely proportional to the intensity of Husband's impatience and reluctance to come shopping, so the list.)


Yesterday I was busy sorting Aarav's clothes. I mentally grouped them into the categories.

USE myDataBrain;

SELECT Clothes,SUM(quantity) AS "Total Count" FROM Cupboard
WHERE Body_part_covered IN ('Head','Neck',Top_half','Bottom_half','Feet','Others')
GROUP BY Body_part_covered
SORT BY Size, date_of_buying

First sorted on which fabric covers what body part with a starting from head to toe. Then sorted into size. Then into new/old.

And after the actual sort was done, they are kept in the cupboard. Cross referenced and everything.
It is time consuming and not as easy an running an actual SQL query... but the end product is incredibly satisfying!!

All was fine till I reached the category Feet.

2012 last six months.
When the CI surgery decision was taken, we knew that Aarav was not allowed to catch a cold. So we got him lots of warm clothes.
Even during the summer months we made him wear socks and sweaters.

In the past one year, the taller Aarav grew, more the clothes we got him.
Now the funny part of too much excel-sheet-type-autofilter-organizing and then running sqls on your brain is that you just get a output list without actually having to go through the clothes.

So according to :

SELECT Clothes,COUNT(quantity) AS "Total Count" FROM Cupboard
WHERE Body_part_covered IN ('Head','Neck',Top_half','Bottom_half','Feet','Others')
AND date_of_buying < '02/04/2012'
GROUP BY Body_part_covered
SORT BY Size, date_of_buying
Count to buy
Woolen Caps
Blah blah
More blah

And with all the other thinking and planning and worrying to do, I dint check the clothes again, just went and bought the needed stuff.

So now I had bought a lot of clothes for Aarav in all categories and replaced a lot of the old ones.
And after buying, I realized that his old socks still fit him well.
So now Aarav has around at least a dozen pairs of socks alone.
Flashforward to last night:
All my system was fine till I reached the category Feet.

Playing Gin Rummy is something I am really good at...
I am good a bit obsessive about tiny stupid things like the perfect pairs, the perfect hand, the perfect score....
I keep on playing till I manage to make pairs and runs. I keep going on till I get a perfect game ...

Gin rummy is more fun for me because it satisfies my craving to sort and organize and catalogue and make mental notes of which card is placed where, which player has which cards.. and so on. And it is extremely frustrating when I cannot get the perfect pair and runs and groups..

So now with Aarav's socks I am frustrated.

Can you guess why??

I cant use any of them!!!
And I have no idea where the other matching ones are!!!

Stupid Deadwoods.

Tuesday, 15 January 2013

Water Play with the Neptune!!!

Water play with the Neptune!!!

Aarav wore his Neptune on his armband.
The Armband makes the Neptune look big.. But it is actually rather small.
Aarav LOVED playing in the tub. Each of his pet animal was given a dedicated bath.
All his pets and toys were shampood... washed... dipped... drowned... and cleaned.

Some even served as shampoo tasting cups.
Then after all toys were clean... Aarav paid attention to himself...

Lots of Shampoo.
And lots of splashing !!

Shiny clean!!

Happiness to a Mother is ??
Hearing your child giggle like crazy when he hears the water splash!!

Thank you AB. 
Thank you Neptune.

Monday, 7 January 2013

Growl. Snarl. Hiss. Bite.

Almost everyday we come across people who believe that bionic ears are science fiction, part of what sci-fi movies are made up of.
So the questions and reactions we get to Aarav's Cochlear implants range from surprise to utter disbelief and then go on to wonderment and admiration..

Kaustubh and I have always been open to any questions regarding CIs.
We have absolutely no qualms about any questions people ask. Even if they are lengthy, detailed, accurate, or blunt and mildly irritating.

"Are you really sure he cant hear?"
No we are not.. But ain't a magnet sticking to his head a cool unique surgery to have?? Yes, yes, Aarav is profoundly deaf, which means .............

"But why does he have to wear it all his life??
Um, because Cochlear-Hair-Cell-Regeneration are not one of his super powers ... Yes, its no big deal. Its like a pair of glasses that he has to wear everyday now..

And so on and so forth.....
And then we get "Awww, how sad" ... "Awww, thats so bad" and so on.

Honestly, even if these questions are sometimes downright stupid and people shower us with unnecessary pseudo sympathies, they don't annoy or offend us anymore.
It is nice to know that people want to try and understand. And even if they understand 0.01% of what we try to tell, it is perfectly all-right ...
At least they will know how to behave around Aarav.
They ensure that their own kids keep all physical play contained when around Aarav. They themselves maintain a health distance near his head.
Even this result is beneficial to Aarav till he himself is able to guard his personal space.

Though, in spite of all the explaining done... there are always people who behave exactly like they are not supposed to...
Like on this Saturday.

Aarav was standing near me playing with his toy.
This lady who saw Aarav's magnet started the usual questions, "What is...  How is...  Really?? .... Amazing.. " and so on. She seemed genuinely interested and so I explained all her queries.

And then she asked, "But what happens when he sleeps, it must hurt.", "No, its a magnet and can be removed and reattached and we remove it every time when he sleeps."
And then without any further intimation.. she put her hand on Aarav's head and pulled the magnet off.
He looked up with an expression of confusion as to what happened with his ears..!!

Instinctively I pulled the magnet out of her hand and put it back on Aarav's head.

I felt like a declawed cat scratching against her skin. I could not bring out another word to her, even if it meant to explain what she did wrong!!
At least my involuntary growls and hisses were audible enough for her sense of self preservation to be invoked.
She understood that she had breached the basic laws of cordiality.

I picked Aarav up and walked away.

It is people like these who are ignorant about basic social behavior rules that really get on my nerves.
I mean, no matter what the topic of discussion is, you are not supposed to invade anyone's personal space.

You don't hang your drippy wet umbrella on a person's wheelchair. That is a clear violation of personal space and an insult as well.
That is exactly like him hanging his catheter bag on your garter.

No matter how amazed you are on seeing the magical properties of a magnet Aarav's cochlear implant device, pulling the magnet out to see how it sticks is simply not allowed.
Even if you are genuinely appreciating it.
It is equivalent to me appreciating your mini skirt and then lifting it up to my eyes to examine the fine weave.

No one likes such an invasion of privacy.
No one likes part of their body being touched or pulled out.
Aarav's cochlear implant device is part of his body, it is his personal space and even I ask his permission when I have to remove the magnet.

I may come across as rude, or blunt or aggressively-maniacally-frothing-at-the-mouth-crazy or whatever.
But if Aarav's personal space is violated, I will not like it.

So don't make me come and appreciate your skirt.
Because if it comes to that, I will do it.

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