For three days I had wonderful piano lessons on a big, black Bösendorfer piano. It has a magnificent sound and it´s fun to play on a real big piano. Compared to a keyboard, how good it might be, it´s a total difference!!!
It´s so great to have a wonderful teacher with patience and good suggestions.
After three days I can play following songs already:
Merrily we roll along
Au Clair de La Lune
Ode an die Freude (Beethoven)
Frère Jacques
Today I played Frère Jacques in front of my parents and suddenly they remembered this song sung in the Club Med where they had their summer vacations before I was born.
I never dreamed that I will play piano one day! And Frère Jacques is my favourite till now. It´s very joyful.
I hope to be able to play the Flea Waltz (or Chopstick) one day!
I am looking forward to the next lesson tomorrow!
Because of the easy making dough, I made apricot dumplings again and freezed them for the future. I know that my parents have a sweet mouth and the dumplings will vanish very quickly then, so I re-stocked up them.
The weather is still strange: yesterday very warm and humid, today dark and rainy. It´s giving me a headache and I have enough of these rollercoaster weathers which are up one day and down the next day.
No Aspirin is helping so I try to keep my mind off with cooking.
Another day in the AKH (General Hospital of Vienna), this time with a logopedic. She informed me about the time after the surgery and that I will need a lot of patience!
Usually I have a short temper, but this time I have to keep myself at a short lash and have patience. My friend Patricia will help me because she is a perfect reminder about it. If I feel impatient, she always reminds me to calm down and take a deep breath (or two).
Today was also the day in which I had to choose the colour of the processor of the CI. It will be black because it should match my hair. Sadly there was no dark brown colour which would be perfect but black is also less an eye-catcher.
My favourite colour baby pink is also available but it´s mostly used by little girls and I am an adult already.
At 19th September I will receive the processor and then a new way of hearing will start. I hope everything will go smoothly.
The second package of Junko´s wonderful Lady Oscar Project arrived!
Tomorrow is Saturday - weeeeeeeekeeeeeeend!!!!!! Horray!
I will enjoy the second book of "The Rose of Versailles" and I will have my dictionary out of the shelf if there are some words in Japanese, I don´t know or forgot.
The drawing of this manga is really wonderful. The mangaka really captured the pompous life of Versailles during the time of Marie Antoinette!
It keeps my mind off the surgery which haunts my dreams in the night already!
What a thunderstorm today evening! It was short and furious.
Gladly I returned from work without getting wet because I saw the dark brooding clouds and hurried home.
Few minutes later, the sky was opening its dam and a strong rainpour came down so the gutter at the neighbour´s house was overfilled with water.
I only could hear the rolling thunder when it followed one second after the flash. My mother always tell me if I hear the thunder, but nothing. This means, the hearing aids are a poor aid!
How will it be with a CI?
People I met, told me that they really can hear a thunder like all other people without a hearing handicap. Now I am curious how it will be with me.
All my life, I only could feel the thunder on the glass window - the vibration can be felt. This is my only definition of "hearing" the thunder.
How will I hear the thunder in future?
Marillenknödel! Apricot dumplings!
I tried a recipe from Lucy for the dumpling in which I can cover the apricots and at first I imagined that there was one egg too much, because it became smeary and sticky so I had to add more flour.
Then it became perfect and even during the cooking in the hot water, the dumplings didn´t loose their shape!
And the taste - unbelieveable! Far more better than any bought sweet fruit dumpings from the supermarket!
Oh gosh, it´s 22:14 PM and I became hungry only by looking at the picts. But I have to keep my own shape!
The Countdown is running....
In 6 weeks, I will have surgery in the General Hospital of Vienna. Scary...
This means, I still have 6 weeks in my old life. On the paper for entry for surgery I have to enter hospital one day before surgery - gosh, the pains will start with the infusion needle (is the Spanish Inquisition really over?).
Then my old life will be over. It would be nice if it would be over like a nice shower of flowers like in drama movies, but mine would be very realistic: under narcotics! How pathetic!
How should I spend these 6 weeks? Like as usual? Get up in the morning, wash my faces, have breakfast, rush to work, have lunch, rush to home, watch some nice movies and go to bed again?
Or should I do something crazy? Like bungee-jumping? Kiss a stranger? Join a rock band? Go to the Sahara desert with a camel treck? And get troubles with some bandits?
No, I will spend the usual 6 weeks without any excitements. My friends are enough for me. They are standing up with me and I am afraid that they will rush my hospital room for visiting. For most friends, I am the first who will undergo surgery for CI. Hope, they won´t stuck their noses into my ear to see how it looks after surgery.
Perhaps I should have exciting days with making a schedule for everybody and then I will tape it on my hospital door like a school dorm bed plan.
But before it, there will be one incredible excitement: Lucy´s trying not to burn the potatoes in their foil over the grill. Last year, the potatoes became hollow and totally burned. It looked like as if they experienced the A-bomb of Hiroshima in 1945.
