Chance spent the last week at a camp for youth. He was so excited to go and had been planning on what he would pack for days. There would be girls there and dances, so what one packed was extremely important.
Chance did a good job packing all he needed including his guitar for the variety show.
He roomed with a friend who was also deaf, so we had to tell the counselors that they would have to go in and wake those boys up or they might miss all of the morning classes. Chance had cousins and his brother attending the same camp, but because of differences in age, they didn't really see each other that much.
We dropped all of the boys off on Monday morning where the entire week lay ahead of them for fun and friendship. We planned on picking them up on Saturday morning when the camp was over and we could hear about how great camp had been.
Monday night, at 11:05, I got a text. It was from Chance, who had forgotten his battery charger for his implants.
Excuse me a minute.....Ha! Ha! Ha! He goes away for a week and forgets his battery charger?? Chance is usually so responsible and on the ball with this stuff that we were just shocked. Lucky for him the camp was just a half hour away. It was bedtime lights out though, and we got the text late so we planned on delivering the charger and extra rechargeable batteries the next morning.
The next morning, our home phone rang at 6:50 a.m. I knew it was Chance right away, and told Chance's dad that his implants must be dying.
Chance told us that his implants were beeping and that meant he had about 20 minutes left to hear. We called the camp and told the counselor that we were on our way and in the mean time, Chance would be signing out and would not be able to hear anything.
It all turned out well in the end. We delivered Chance's implant charger and he was able to hear for the rest of the week which is good since not being able to hear all week at camp would be most unfortunate.
Next week, I'll blog about the COWS of camp. That stands for the crush of the week. Everyone apparently knows this term, and the really brave souls, tell their COW how they feel by the end of the week. If you tell your COW and they don't feel the same, it is rather awkward. If you tell them and they feel the same however, then it makes camp just that much better.
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