"Pieces?" I asked.
"The hook part of the implant isn't there anymore and it is in pieces."
"How is Chance? Does he need me to bring his backup implant?"
"Chance, do you want mom to bring your back up implant?" My son called out to Chance who was standing nearby.
I heard Chance in the background say that he would be alright for the last two periods of the day.
"Chance just wanted you to know so that you could order another one right away." My son informed me.
Flash forward a few hours later.
Chance presents me with a baggie containing his implant. In various pieces.
"WHAT HAPPENED?" I asked since I could not fathom how the implant could have broken that way.
Chance then demonstrated what happened in P.E. class that day. He and a friend were goofing off in the gym and Chance put his arm around his friends neck/shoulders. His friend reached back behind his head to grab Chance and hit one of the implants with his arm, causing it to fly off and crash onto the gymnasium floor. Where it kind of went splat.
Chance then went and got his brother in class so he could come help him recover the implant pieces. When your brother is deaf and his hearing device splatters across the floor, it counts as a valid excuse to leave class.
Needless to say, that implant has retired and a new recruit is en route to our house through the mail as we speak.
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| Chance on his way back for his second implant surgery. |
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| Who knew THAT could happen?(Chance 7 years ago) |
Wow. Who knew THAT could happen?
This is why we have insurance on those babies.
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