Things came to a head on the last day of our holiday. We were in the Lavender Gardens, Norfolk and went for a bite to eat. All was peaceful and lovely. I brought the tea and scones back and out of the blue, it all turned sour. He accidentally knocked his tiny pot of jam over and I managed to catch it before it fell. The next thing, he started shouting at me out of frustration, I think. "Stop telling me what to do." etc.,
People around were staring at us as if we were at war and so I walked away and went and treated myself to a very expensive table lamp!
The holiday had been really good, we both enjoyed it and Old Hunstanton was so peaceful. We packed up and came home in silence apart from him taking my hand and saying, "I'm sorry for shouting at you." I could have cried but I knew it would stay the same if I let him get away with it again so I just said, "Please wear your hearing aids."
When we arrived home, I started a book for messages.
Day 1 - I left a message for him as he had had a phone call, He tore the page out of the book.
I wrote another page telling him of the impact his deafness is having on us. I think this shocked him and he wrote a message saying his hearing aids hurt him and he is gong to Specsavers to see about digital ones.
Yesterday, he wore his hearing aids but I am not giving in again because if I do, he will just stop wearing them because I understand that he doesn't want to wear them if they hurt. I don't know if he has made an appointment to see about digital hearing aids.
Am I being too hard on him, I ask myself? he is a good man and life could be so different.
To finish on a happier note. When I get upset like this I spend!!! I have just ordered a eBike for myself - not bad for a 76years old! A holiday in Norfolk, a lovely table lamp and and an eBike all in one week,