When Husband is unwell he speaks very quietly in an "I'm too ill to raise my voice," sort of way. Is it a human thing, a man thing, or a Husband thing?
I had to point out that although he's had his heart repaired I haven't had my ears repaired and he needs to speak UP if he wants me to hear. Especially as he has a habit of muttering to himself and I don't know whether I need to listen or not.
That said, I am the last person you want to nurse you. I helped change his dressings today. I had to lie down twice. And they're very neat wounds, only a little bloody-looking and bruised.
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Wales against Scotland today in the rugby. I am wearing my lucky Welsh dragon socks. Last time I wore them Wales played well. They didn't win but they almost could have done. I did wonder if I should wear my Welsh lady socks instead but the risk is too great.
I must show you GrandDaugher2's (age 9) entry for a school art competition.
Speaking quietly when unwell is a human thing. I hope your husband is feeling more comfortable now.
ReplyDeleteYour granddaughter's art work is beautiful. I can only conclude that there must be a great deal of talent in her class.
Speaking quietly is about energy. It takes a lot of it to raise your voice consistently. But it's hard on the partner who can't hear.
ReplyDeleteThat artwork is very good. Maybe the teacher is afraid she'll win everything? Sometimes they have this idea of "giving the others a chance". I think it's not such a good idea.
I absolutely love GrandDaughter2's art entry -- so vivid, bright and full of life and energy! And good luck to Wales today -- may your lucky dragon socks come through for them!
ReplyDeleteGrandDaugher2 is quite the artist, and I would bet on your dragons for a win.
ReplyDeleteI hope the dragon socks come through for you! Thanks for sharing granddaughter's art - love the loudness!
ReplyDeleteI love your granddaughter’s art work. The colours are great!
ReplyDeleteIt's a man thing, and she should have won. I declare so it is so.
ReplyDeleteLove,
Janie
I think that's a man thing. I didn't get my first pair of hearing aids until after my husband passed away. He would mumble all the time when talking to me even though he knew I couldn't hear him. Then when I would ask him to repeat himself he would say "Oh never mind".
ReplyDeleteYour granddaughter's art work is fantastic. I can't believe she didn't win anything with that.
Like Ann's husband, my husband spoke much too softly for me to hear most of the 68 years during which I dealt with him. Like our husbands, my elder brother speaks softly - even when he knows that I'm working with running water at the kitchen sink. It's a control thing. "You have to stop whatever you are doing, draw nigh, and listen to me intently." Irritating to those of us who speak at a perfect volume for the conditions - lol.
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