These words were spoken by Jazzie the other day and they were hard to swallow. This whole second cochlear implant thing has been so different from the first time around and it has not been easy for my girl.
We are still having some minor trouble with her incision. It is still pretty red and there is still a stitch sticking out that hasn't dissolved yet. Her ENT offered to take it out when we saw him on Monday, but Jazzie didn't want to have anything to do with that. She wants nobody messing with that ear, not even her ENT whom she loves. On top of that I got a phone call from Jazzie's old school yesterday (they come to her current school and work with Jazzie once a week) to let me know that she is not hearing correctly with her new implant at all. Even though it is still considered to be early after surgery to expect much of anything as far as her hearing is concerned, she was hearing certain sounds before that she is not hearing now.
So I made an appointment with the audiologist for Jazzie to be re-mapped this afternoon. A map is like a computer program that makes her hear sounds. I will have to take her out of school again for this, right after I had to take her out of school early on Monday to see her ENT about that stitch.
I know that things will get better in time and that it is still early, but all this trouble my girl has had to endure and her saying that she wishes I hadn't given her a second implant, almost makes me wish I hadn't. Almost...