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Recover, Regroup, Roadtrip

Agent Dale Cooper disappeared in March 1989. The case is still open. Agent Dale Cooper disappeared in October 2016. The case is still open.

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/ @countdowntotwinpeaks‘ WONDERFULXSTRANGE 2021

“Diane, I am uncertain of the date and time, or indeed if such concepts have any meaning in this place. Nor do I have my recorder, but I find verbalizing my thoughts helps me to resist the confusion and lethargy. As for addressing my words to you, even though you’ll never hear them— well, old habits die hard.”

It pleased Wally Brando on a profound level to discover that a few pay-phones remained in Philadelphia, that reaching out was not yet the prerogative only of those who could afford a landline or a mobile. He could also have checked his email on a terminal at one of the city’s Public Libraries, and indeed, made a note to do so within the day so that he might catch up on the news of parents and former school friends. The pay phone was also blessed with both the yellow and the white pages, and the number he sought appeared under “F.” Getting transferred to Dr. Albert Rosenfield was a more complex quest, but he was persistent as well as polite, and after a few minutes he was able to speak to Dr. Rosenfield’s voice mail, if not the man himself.

He introduced himself with salutations, and was about the explain the nature of his request when a beep signalled that the allotted time had run out.

“To listen to your message, press one. To re-record your message, press two,” said the voice of the machine.

Silently cursing his volubility, Wally pressed two. This time he simplified the introduction, and asked if Dr. Rosenfield would be good enough to meet him that evening at the Morimoto Japanese restaurant not far from the FBI offices, to discuss a matter of deep concern connected, he believed, with the little town of Twin Peaks. When the beep came this time, he listened to his message and then, satisfied, hung up. The restaurant he’d named was slightly above his means, but he was meeting a friend of his godfather, and wanted to do justice to the occasion, even if the reason for it was one of peculiar anxiety to himself.

“Diane, I have tried so many times to escape— on the last attempt I really did get out into the world, but my plans, I fear, had dire repercussions for you, and to no end— my course still led me back to the Black Lodge. Some flaw in my own nature keeps trapping me in this loop; perhaps it’s what they sometimes call Saṃsāra.”

It was Agent Tammy Preston’s custom, when scraping the internet for information relevant to one or more recent cases, to check her email inbox every seven minutes— to do so every five minutes would disrupt the flow of her work, but ten-minute gaps might let something important go unanswered for too long. Just now the inbox was due another glance, and switching tabs she saw that two minutes earlier Director Bryson had replied to Tammy’s email of that morning with an invitation to come by her desk at her earliest possible convenience.

Tammy locked her screen, paused ‘Soft Fuzzy Man’ on her playlist and removed her headphones. Picking up the folder marked Missing Persons, 1989– Palmer, she slipped back into her pumps and made for Bryson’s office. The door was open but Tammy stopped at the threshold and rapped on the wall.

“Come in,” said Director Bryson, looking up from a folder. Bossa nova music played softly in the background as Tammy entered and pulled up a chair. It sometimes puzzled Tammy that apart from herself and Director Gordon Cole, no one in this particular division of the FBI seemed to have any interest in music recorded after 1979. (The first few times she’d heard ‘Du Hast’ pounding through the walls of Cole’s office, she’d wondered if this taste for metal was the result, or perhaps the cause, of his hearing loss; but after he’d joked to an unamused Agent Rosenfield about how these were difficult times and difficult times called for Dave Brubeck, she’d looked up the reference in case it was a coded message, and then the next day had overheard Gordon whistling ‘Mister Sandman,’ a song she knew primarily from an internet meme, at which point she concluded that the ear wants what it wants, regardless of demographic.)

“You told me you’d found some serious inconsistencies in the records surrounding Twin Peaks and the Palmer case?”

Tammy nodded, hesitated:

“I believe there may be inconsistencies as well in my own perceptions of the case.”

“Well now, that I find a little harder to believe.” Bryson smiled, but then her voice grew serious: “I’ve looked over the notes you made, and it confirms my own doubts about events.”

“Worse yet— the fact that I truly left the Lodge and then returned to it, will enable the beings that inhabit this place to take another twenty-five year turn in my likeness, unleashing even more evil on the world. The only thing stalling them is the doppelgänger I had MIKE make for the Jones family, but I don’t know if he’s still under the White Lodge’s protection.”

After all these months it still surprised Harry Truman there was so little physical pain, and so much boredom, to dying. Oh there’d been pain at the beginning, when he’d started treatment and had had to stop drinking; the memory of detoxing still made him shudder. But now he only felt a tiredness too huge for sleep to make any dent in it; and since he couldn’t sleep all the time, there were a great many hours during which all he could do was lie in the hospice bed or sit in one of the hospice chairs, and think.

At this point dying didn’t even sound so bad— it wasn’t like the past three decades had been all that great. He imagined going to sleep, just filling up a big bowl of silence and darkness and sinking into it, and then he felt bad for thinking that because Frank had already lost enough people without Harry lighting out too. Anyways, with the things he’d seen over the years he’d be a damn fool to think there was anything peaceful about death and whatever came after. So he’d lie awake trying to find some other topic to ponder, and that’s generally when the boredom set in.

Right now, courtesy of the nap he’d had in the afternoon after today’s treatment had left him especially exhausted, he was lying awake in the wee small hours. 3:52 am, said the clock on his bedside table beside the stack of paperbacks Frank had brought him on his visits— Harry wasn’t afraid of e-readers the way Lucy was of cellular phones, but he found the smell of paper comforting. It reminded him of the Bookhouse. The hospice tended to smell of disinfectants and sweat and soup. The food actually wasn’t as bad as the food at the hospital in Twin Peaks used to be, not that any food could be as bad as the hospital food in Twin Peaks used to be, but it made no difference to Harry, whose appetite had been gone for months. Frank always brought a slice of Norma’s pie too, carefully sealed in an old cookie tin to keep it fresh, but Harry could never manage more than a couple of bites, and they didn’t always stay down.

Being awake in the middle of the night in a hospice wasn’t as bad as being awake in the middle of the night when you were alone at home— the occasional voices or footsteps from the corridors beyond were reminders that whatever might be happening to Harry, life went on for the staff; and the lights from the city outside showed that life went on for others outside the hospice walls. When he’d first arrived, those city lights had made it hard to sleep, but now they substituted for the starry sky above Twin Peaks. There were fewer birds to watch in the city, though sparrows, pigeons or a starling sometimes lit on the ledge outside his window and peered in at him, or maybe at their own reflections. The frequent rain pattering against the glass— well, that sounded the same here as it did in a cabin.

Frank had called to tell him about Margaret Lanterman. Harry sometimes wondered if he should have stayed in Twin Peaks and died in his own home like her, instead of lingering in this hospice like the doomed heroine of some nineteenth-century novel. Or like Annie Blackburn. Or Audrey Horne.

The rain was spattering now against Harry’s window, bending the light from the Japanese stone lantern in the pocket-sized garden below. Harry couldn’t remember what the hospice building looked like from the outside, but he guessed it was similar in style to the mid-century one next door where the day-patients came for their treatments. A flash silhouetted the roofline; five seconds later came the thunder-crack. Harry settled back and closed his eyes.

Sleep pulled him into dreams of an espresso machine, like the one in the coffee place down in the lobby next to the gift shop for visitors. This machine filled a whole room, metal pipes feeding back on themselves like some kind of espressouroboros, neither steam nor coffee escaping from the grotesque contraption. Agent Cooper stood wearily before it with two empty coffee-cups. Harry was just wondering who the second cup was for, when Coop looked up and met his eyes:

“What year is this?!”

Harry sat up in bed, listened intently for two full minutes, but he didn’t hear Coop’s voice again. He sighed. Sometimes the mind pulls imaginary sounds out of the background noise. False pattern recognition or something— Coop would have known a word for it. Harry had little hope left they’d ever find Cooper, or if they did, that he’d still be the man he’d known. Yet he’d carried on, more (he told himself) out of habit than any real hope. He’d kept in touch with Agent Rosenfield, even when it meant letting him know about the cancer— not that Albert would blab the secret to anyone in Twin Peaks.

“Hello?”

“Good, you’re still alive.” Albert’s personality hadn’t mellowed with the years, exactly, but familiarity had worn the edges off his jibes.

“Shut up, Albert. So what have you found?” Albert’s calls generally came every three months, but never at nine in the morning, and he’d last spoken to Harry only two weeks back. Something important must have happened.

“Actually, Sheriff Truman, I’m the one coming to you for information.”

“If you hadn’t noticed, it’s not easy to do investigations from a hospital bed. What can I tell you that you can’t get from other sources?”

“I need you to summarize the Laura Palmer case back in 1989, and the actions of Agent Cooper in Twin Peaks at that time.”

“Albert, is this one of your damn cognitive tests? You already know—”

“We’re both too tired to argue, just humor me.”

“How detailed do you want?”

“An outline will suffice.”

Harry took a deep breath and briefly listed the finding of Laura’s body, and the living but dazed and injured Ronnette, and the arrival of Agent Dale Cooper to lead the investigation. He skimmed over the crimes of Jacques Reneault and some of the other peripheral drama that had occurred in the town around that time, noted that Leland Palmer had murdered his own daughter, albeit while not fully himself, and was beginning to recount Cooper’s temporary suspension and Windom Earle’s campaign of terror, when Albert interrupted:

“You’ve still got the unofficial version, then.”

“Unofficial?”

“According to FBI records and your colleagues at the Twin Peaks Sheriff’s Office, Laura Palmer is an unsolved missing-person case.”

Harry began to feel sick.

“Goddammit, Albert, you did the autopsy. I punched you and you fell across her body. You found a broken poker chip in her stomach—” Albert broke in:

“I hadn’t disclosed that detail to anybody I’ve questioned about this.” His voice was a little shaky. “Listen, Harry,” he continued. “Last Friday I was contacted by a young man wearing motorcycle leathers and talking like Jack Kerouac on quaaludes.”

“Wally.”

“Naturally I supposed him to be from your iodine-deficient neck of the woods even before he introduced himself as your godson and the offspring of those lieutenants of yours. He told me he’d come because he wasn’t sure where else to turn. Apparently he keeps in touch with his parents as he rides across the continent, but in their most recent conversation he’d noticed their memories of certain events had become confused. I was about to tell him I wasn’t the least bit surprised, when he added that he’d checked with other townsfolk, including your brother, and they all seemed to have had the same— how’d he put it? ‘The walls of their memory painted over like a childhood bedroom converted to a study.’”

”That sounds like Wally, all right.”

”Eventually he got round to explaining why he’d come to me. The message that had prompted him to call home was from Lucy; she said she’d shot a suspect who was attacking your brother Frank. She’d also mentioned some FBI agents arriving a few minutes later.”

Harry swallowed. He tried to imagine Lucy shooting anyone:

“Frank never said anything about this.”

“And when Wally called home, Andy and Lucy not only denied it had happened, they had no idea what he was talking about, not that I’d guess that to be an unusual state of affairs. Anyway, after I sent your godson away, I began to have contradictory memories myself of what Cooper had told me about the case. I remembered the poker chip after waking in the middle of the night from the worst dreams I’d had since medical school. I’ve been telling myself it was a false memory, maybe a composite of all the young female murder victims I’ve had to examine in my career, but I told myself I’d make one more phone call, just to check. And now you confirm it. Also, in my recall you knocked me across Leo Johnson’s body. Thanks for the correction. Are you still there?”

“Yes,” Harry answered, glad he was already sitting on his bed.

“Now that that’s established,” said Albert’s voice on the other end of the phone: “here’s the sixty-four-thousand-dollar question: when do you remember Agent Cooper disappearing?”

“March 1989.” Harry tried to keep his voice steady, as though he was giving evidence in court. He briefly explained about the Black Lodge and Coop’s reappearance and unsettling behaviour and how he’d checked himself out of the hospital and was never heard from again. There was a long silence on the other end of the phone. “Are you still there, Albert?”

“According to FBI records and, up until two days ago, my own memories: Coop disappeared this past October while driving to Odessa, Texas for a case. The last record of him was a credit-card charge at a motel just outside the city.”

“What was he investigating in Odessa?”

“Missing person. I’ve tried looking into that case, but it seems to be a dead end, especially since Coop never seems to have arrived at the diner where the man he was looking for had allegedly been running drugs.”

“Sounds like the kind of establishment where nobody’d admit anything. Maybe Coop did get to the diner.”

“Gee, you’ve cracked it Sheriff, we would never have thought of that. The diner was old-school, but not so old-school they didn’t have a security camera trained on the front counter. We went over three days worth of footage. I admit we can’t be sure he didn’t slip in through the back for some reason; but you knew Coop— can you honestly picture him entering a diner and not ordering a coffee?”

“Not the Coop I knew, but— I already told you he was acting pretty erratically just before he took off.”

Harry heard Albert sigh.

“I’ve been checking with a few of my colleagues who were involved in the original Palmer investigation. I think Gordon knows something, but being Gordon he’s saying nothing, and as loudly as possible. Denise— Director Bryson, now— remembers the unofficial version, and according to her so does Agent Preston— oh right, you never met Agent Tammy Preston, the poker-faced glamazon computer hacker— I’m not sure she was even born yet in 1989, but she was on a case in Twin Peaks in October 2016, and during the course of the subsequent paperwork, she started noticing a lot of records and statements didn’t match up, and then she realized her own memories didn’t match up. Which brings up another problem with trying to reason this out by conventional methods: something in that Salem’s Pacific-Northwest Lot of yours is rewriting memories, documents, maybe the facts themselves. But so far it’s predominantly affected the people who were on the spot this past October.” Albert’s voice rasped a little from the long phone call, and he paused to clear his throat. “Unfortunately, that also means the people most likely to remember the original version of events are people who weren’t in the Sheriff’s Office during the incident that seems to have triggered the change. At the risk of sounding like one of those bullshit shows on the History Channel, we may never know exactly what happened that night.”

“Wait, what even was the case that brought you all back in 2016?”

“That’s the problem— I’m one of the people who was there, and I only have vague and disconnected memories of a British man with a gardening glove, the chorus of Guys and Dolls, Agent Cooper leaving the room with Diane, his secretary who quit the FBI decades ago, and Gordon, and only Gordon coming back.” Albert paused again. “It goes against my personal feelings and medical opinions, but would you be willing to let me visit you in person? I’ve some vacation time and enough frequent-flyer miles that the trip will probably cost less than the long-distance charges if we continue this conversation.”

Harry opened the drawer of his bedside table and took out the key to Coop’s old hotel room:

“Yeah, come by.”

“Diane, I am currently alone. I realize that statement implies that I’m not always alone here, and indeed I sometimes have a companion, who I still think of as Laura Palmer, though I don’t know if that’s her identity anymore; I’d hoped, after my last attempt, that Laura would no longer be in this place at all. She comes and goes, or perhaps we both come and go and our orbits occasionally intersect. I’ve tried to find some pattern to it, but with no reliable way to measure time, I’ve had little success.

The last time we met she told me about a room she hadn’t seen before, all white walls, in which a dark-haired woman was contemplating a mirror with a puzzled look. I can’t help but feel this parallels my own situation.”

“Frank sent me this last month. But when I thanked him the next time he called, he didn’t seem to know what I was talking about.” Albert hesitated before taking the room key:

“Great Northern Hotel,” he read, turning it over. “Twin Peaks. Isn’t the front desk going to want this back?”

“Unless I miss my guess, it’s from 1989 when Coop was staying there.”

Albert’s ears stuck out more noticeably, or perhaps it was his face that was thinner. He’d spent the first part of his visit scrutinizing Harry and questioning him about his case and what the doctors were doing for it, until Harry told him to quit it or he’d run out of time to discuss Coop’s disappearance before visiting hours ended, and anyway weren’t Albert’s patients usually dead to begin with?

The trouble with the subsequent discussion was that it went in a circle— the people who’d been present for the 2016 Unknown Event had uncertain memories of what had actually happened; and the people who clearly recalled the 1989 Palmer case as a murder hadn’t been present for the Unknown Event. The one thing that seemed likely was that there was some connection between the 1989 case and the 2016 case, particularly since both had been followed by the unsolved disappearance of one Agent Dale Cooper.

“I hate to say it, Albert, but I’ve given up hope on ever finding Coop.”

“What’s hope got to do with it?” Albert asked. His tone was not sarcastic.

“Diane, I’ve decided that, if only to keep my mind occupied, I will go looking for the white room and the woman with the mirror. I’d feel happier if I had a ball of twine or some breadcrumbs to leave as a trail back to the waiting room, but I’m coming to terms with the idea that’s there’s no advantage to remaining or returning here— it’s not as if I need food or drink in this place, and I cannot be any more lost than I already am.

So far, I believe I’ve walked down five identical red-curtained hallways, and turned left five times. It therefore seems likely that I’m following a counterclockwise, roughly spiral path, although I’m uncertain if I’m proceeding inwards or outwards.”

“If this search is going to require juggling two sets of memories, then I’d better come along so you don’t get brainwashed again.”

“Sheriff Truman, if you haven’t noticed by now, you’re in a cancer hospice.”

“I just finished a round of treatments, I’ve got a couple of weeks free.” Albert snorted and Harry added: “You can monitor my health while we’re on the road.”

“I’m already thinking of your health. You’re immunocompromised, travel is too risky.”

“We’re crossing a few state lines, not going to the other side of the world.”

Albert pinched the bridge of his nose.

“Fine. I’m driving. Which also means I get to choose the music.”

In fact, they went most of the way by plane, after Albert weighed the odds and decided five hours in a tube of recycled air would still be easier on Harry than a two-day road trip. Some of the passengers threw suspicious looks at Harry’s N95 mask, but they’d cleared it in advance with the airline, and Harry had briefly removed it when he went through TSA, and Albert was prepared to flash his FBI badge, but the flight crew were understanding.

They picked up a car at Midland International. Someone, presumably an employee of the car-rental company, had left a bundle of tourist-attraction pamphlets on the front passenger seat.

“According to these, Odessa has replicas of the Globe Theatre and Stonehenge,” Harry observed once he’d got himself settled.

“Why?” Albert asked.

“Got me there. The pamphlets don’t explain the motivation.”

Albert reached up and pulled down the car’s sunshade on Harry’s side, though the Sheriff insisted his cowboy hat was protection enough for his pale scalp:

“We’re not in the northwest where it rains every fifteen minutes,” he muttered, “and I’ve been looking up the side effects of your meds— you sunburn easily now.” Albert’s driving skirted the city, and they did not pass the Globe or Stonehenge.

The Pearblossom Motel, last recorded location of Agent Cooper, proved to be closed down. They’d noticed the papered-over windows as they pulled up, the sign unlit, not even to say NO VACANCY, but Albert got out to knock anyway. Harry watched him from the car; eventually he clambered out and slowly walked over to join him.

Albert was peering through a spot where the paper had torn away behind the window-glass. He stepped aside for Harry, and the sheriff took a look into the motel’s dim interior. He saw an ordinary, rather old-fashioned registration office, wood-grain panelling on the walls along with a few faded posters for local attractions. Rows of keys still hung on a board behind the desk, and a daily calendar read October 15, presumably the date the motel had closed, or the approximate date— Harry could imagine a concierge might not bother to keep tearing off the pages if they knew it was their last week on the job.

“I now realize that despite everything, I’ve still been harbouring hopes of finding my way back to the waiting room, hence my continual choosing of left-hand turns, as if attempting to mathematically navigate a maze. I must make a true leap of faith if intuition is to guide me, so I’ve closed my eyes and spun around several times in this corridor, first clockwise and then counterclockwise.

Now that I no longer can tell which direction I’ve come from… Diane, can you hear that? Of course you can’t, I don’t really have my tape recorder. I’m going to fall silent and listen for a bit.”

There seemed little else of interest at the motel (Harry, feeling a bit silly, had even tried the Great Northern’s room key on all the doors), so they turned back towards Odessa to look for the diner Cooper had been investigating. The motel was only a mile behind when they saw, ahead of them, a tall woman walking along the highway, her fire-engine-red hair, black t-shirt and pencil skirt out of place in a locale that was rural to the point of emptiness. Albert swore under his breath.

“This can’t be a coincidence,” he told Harry. “Roll down your window, I’m pulling over.” But the woman only threw a glance at the car as it slowed, flipped them the bird, and kept walking, though she stepped gingerly and Harry noticed she was barefoot on the asphalt. Albert leant across him and stuck his head out the window:

“Diane!”

“Fuck off, guys. I’m not Diane, and whoever she is I bet she’d tell you the same.” Harry gently pushed Albert back and leant out the window himself:

“Sorry, ma’am, mistaken identity. Are you all right though? I see you’ve mislaid your shoes.”

“Looks like somebody ran off with them,” the woman answered, her tone mocking despite the tired set of her shoulders. “I haven’t been up to anything illegal, officer. Just a bit of fooling around.”

“We can give you a ride into town,” Harry offered. “If it helps, you’ll be alone in the back seat— means you can get the drop on us if you start to feel nervous.”

The woman narrowed her eyes at the offer, then abruptly barked out a laugh and opened the back door of the car, took a seat and folded her long legs in after her. “Only because I need a lift,” she insisted, rubbing her bare feet. “I knew office romances were a bad idea, but he didn’t have to be a dick about it. Nothing to do now but go home and drown my sorrows in Hallowe’en candy.”

“You’ve still got candy left over from Hallowe’en?” In the mirror above the dashboard, Harry saw Albert raise an eyebrow and the woman in the back seat frowned, insulted:

“No! I may not have a maternal bone in my body, but I’m not going to give the trick-or-treaters candy that’s a year old.”

“Ma’am,” Harry asked, thinking about the calendar back in the Pearblossom Motel office, “what date d’you think it is?”

“Mid-October,” she began. Harry saw her reach into her purse with her black-and-white nails and pull out a mobile phone. Her eyes widened at the date: “No, it’s March. The fuck?—” She ran a hand through her scarlet hair. Harry wondered if it was dyed or a wig. Perhaps she was bald too. “Must be losing it. I was so sure it was October. And it’s not like I’ve could’ve been wandering around this desert for five months.” She tapped her phone screen. “5,230 messages?!” She looked frightened now, raising her head to meet their gaze in the mirror. “Where the hell have I been? And you guys— you’re feds, aren’t you?”

“No,” Harry began.

“I am,” said Albert. “He’s not.”

“Well, can you tell me what’s going on? Or is it classified? God, it’s not aliens, is it? I always assumed alien conspiracies were bullshit to cover up real conspiracies.”

“It’s probably not aliens,” Harry answered, unable to keep doubt from his voice as he remembered Major Briggs, “but I afraid it’s not going to sound any less weird.”

“To start with, we’re in the area investigating a colleague who disappeared in October,” began Albert, “and then you turn up, apparently amnesiac since that date.”

“And with my messages unchecked since then.”

“Yes, but there’s another detail— you look exactly like a former colleague of mine who was close to our missing man. That’s why I called you Diane when I slowed down.”

“I need a smoke.”

“No.”

“Albert,” Harry interrupted, “I’ve already got cancer, what’s the worst that can happen?”

“Do you want me to answer that in detail?”

“No I don’t.” Harry turned to look over his shoulder at the woman in the back: “Just roll down your window first.”

“We’ll pull over and she can step away from the car,” said Albert.

He stopped on a shoulder, and their passenger got out and lit a cigarette. Examining the packet, she called to them:

“Three left. That’s fewer than I remember having on me in October, but not by much.” Albert, meanwhile, had pulled a shopping bag from the back seat:

“You should eat something,” he said to Harry, producing a sealed cup of applesauce and a box of plastic spoons. Between rounds of treatment, Harry’s nausea receded, but his appetite was still pretty weak. “There’s saltine crackers, too.” Harry chuckled in spite of himself as he tore the foil off the applesauce:

“This all makes me feel like I’m home from school with the ‘flu.”

“You’ll have to watch Roadrunner cartoons on your own phone, I’m not paying for the data,” Albert snapped.

“I’m surprised we even get reception out here.” The red-haired woman had strolled back to the car with her cigarette, though she took care to stay downwind from Harry’s rolled-down window. “Guys, is it just me or is this highway really deserted— like, Rod-Serling-voiceover deserted?”

“We were just thinking Roadrunner cartoons.”

“Can’t be, there’s no weird rocks.” She flicked ash onto the pavement, “Though it does feel like if someone painted a tunnel entrance on a wall around here, you might be able to drive into it. If you weren’t a coyote.” She took another drag and glanced at the power lines humming above their heads. “Maybe it’s the hum from those wires that’s giving us brain cancer— oh sorry, dude.” She broke off and looked at Harry in apology.

“It’s all right, ma’am,” he said when he’d finished swallowing his mouthful of applesauce. “I’ve got leukaemia, not brain cancer. And the sound from those lines is unpleasant. Like the whine of mosquitoes in the woods.” As he spoke the hum intensified, becoming a loud crackle. Albert glanced up as a shadow fell over the three travellers and their car.

In the sky a dark, nebulous shape twisted, circled, formed a comma or an apostrophe, and dove towards them.

The first few grackles, out of thousands, came down on the roof and hood of the car. Harry could see one pecking at the windscreen and glaring at him with hard yellow eyes. He suddenly remembered Coop had been afraid of birds; until now, he’d never been able to imagine why. He turned and pushed open the back door as the woman dove inside the vehicle. Around them, the flock blotted out the landscape.

“Hope they don’t scratch up the finish,” Albert shouted over the sound of wing-beats, “or I’m not getting my deposit back.”

“Is this nesting season? I mean, are the grackles round here normally this—”

“Oh fuck, one got in!” came a yell from the back seat. Eardrums ringing, Harry turned to see a small black shape ricocheting around the car’s interior as the woman flailed her long, bare arms. The grackle made for the gap between Albert’s seat and headrest.

And got stuck, its beak not quite touching the back of Albert’s neck.

Harry reached for the little feathered body, thinking of how to pin the wings against the bird’s sides to avoid injury to it or the surrounding humans, but the moment his fingers touched it, it crumbled. At the same time the din outside the car ceased.

“That— that’s not natural.” Their passenger was covering her mouth with her hand. Even Albert looked shocked. Harry stared at the palmful of ash that was all that was left of the grackle.

“Let me get a sample bag,” Albert muttered. He pulled out a small clear plastic bag, and held it out while Harry poured the remains in. Then he handed him a packet of wet wipes. “You all right, Diane?” The woman in the back seat did not correct him on the name this time.

“Couple of scratches,” she said, examining her right arm. Albert passed her a mini first-aid kit. Got to give him his dues, he prepares for everything, thought Harry, adjusting the brim of his cowboy hat.

“Y’know,” he said, “This could be a good sign. In that it’s any kind of sign. There’s nothing worse than working in the dark, waiting for some hint you’re getting warmer or colder— that’s the kind of thing makes you wonder if the thing you’re looking for is even out there at all. But this—”

“Someone tipped their hand, you mean, when they tried throwing a Hitchcock movie in our faces,” Albert cut in. “But what exactly did we do to worry them?” His glance, and Harry’s, moved to the dashboard mirror’s reflection of their passenger.

“You think the birds were after me, or wanted to break up our merry band?” She raised an eyebrow. “Trouble is I know a token effort when I see one.”

“Or a warning.”

“We found the Pearblossom Motel;” Harry thought he saw the woman flinch at the name. “And then left it, to head for Odessa.”

“Are you suggesting we drive around in circles and see if they attack again?” Albert muttered.

“I think that’d be a little unfair to our passenger.” Harry turned to her: “Ma’am, I believe Albert when he says he knows you; but I also believe you when you say you don’t remember him. We can drop you anywhere you like— your call.”

“Give me a few minutes, fellas. Given all the weird shit I’ve just been through, I’ve got to think about whether I’m safer away from you two, or sticking close by. Plus I’ve got messages to check.” She took her phone out again. Without taking his eyes off the road, Albert pulled his own phone from his suit jacket, passing it to Harry:

“You’d better check mine. Maybe Tammy’s got some news—she’s been looking up everyone connected with events in Twin Peaks, but not living in the area. She even emailed some couple in Japan, though I’m still not sure what they’ve got to do with this.”

Harry peered at Albert’s phone screen, occasionally commenting if something looked to be of interest:

“Gordon’s sent a grudging OK, tells you to be careful. Also tells you to look after me. I’d always imagined he’d type in uppercase— didn’t realize it was him at first. Hm. Do you know a coroner?”

“I know lots of coroners, we get together for an annual poker tournament and lucky draw. And when I say draw…”

“Do you know a Dr. Talbot in Buckhorn?” Harry interrupted. “Autopsied a headless body last September that turned out to be Major— wait, he— is this one of those revised timeline things?”

“Not exactly.” Albert brought Harry up to date as best he could on Major Briggs’ disappearance and decades-later reappearance. “I certainly remember meeting Constance,” he added, after a pause, and cleared his throat again. “According to Tammy, I made a favourable impression on her, which is… unusual among my acquaintances, even those who share my profession. So what does she have to say?”

“Something about a wedding ring and Schrödinger’s Cat?” Harry looked at the message again. “She says Tammy spoke to her, and was going to contact you too… a gold ring they found on Briggs… sorry, in Briggs… keeps disappearing from her office’s records and the FBI’s evidence files, then coming back again?”

Albert frowned in thought as he drove: “Does it have anything engraved on it?” Harry tapped a message on the phone screen, CC-ing Constance and Tammy.

Outside the car, suburbs, or at least car dealerships and big-box stores, were beginning to sprout up along the highway.

Albert’s phone pinged and Harry read the message from Constance:

“Yes, scribbled it down last time I could find the record. This ring any (wedding) bells? TO DOUGIE, WITH LOVE, JANEY-E”

“Janey-E,” said Diane from the back seat, and Harry heard her drop her phone. Turning around he saw her wringing her hands, the nails now robin’s-egg blue. “Albert,” she gasped, “Oh, Albert, I was almost lost again.”

“I believe the change in method may have led to a breakthrough: I haven’t found any rooms leading off of the corridor I’m following, but the decor has gradually changed from black-and-white flooring and red curtains, to dark brown linoleum flooring and institutional green walls hung with large relief maps of different parts of the world. The maps appear to have been manufactured some time between 1954 and 1965, as they show North and South Vietnam as separate nations. I’m just passing the continent of Antarctica, now, and… oh. I think there might be…

Diane, I found the white room, and when I call it that, I’m not simply echoing Laura’s name for it. It was like a cross between a sanatorium and a snow cave, if a snow cave had furniture. There was a bed with white blankets and a white metal frame like a hospital bed. Audrey was sitting on one end of it, wrapped in a white bathrobe and looking at a round mirror that stood on a little white table. She turned as I entered, and her face was older, drawn and, for a moment, frightened. Then she looked at me again and relaxed, saying ‘Oh, it’s really you.’ I fear she must have met one of my nastier doppelgängers at some point.”

At Diane’s request, they stopped to eat at a fast-food chain before approaching the diner Coop had been investigating in at least one timeline.

“I’m hungry, but I’d be too nervous to eat at the place where Dale might have… well, if they’re a front for something, then the food’s either spectacular or terrible, and I’m not feeling lucky right now. I want to be someplace as bland and mundane as possible for a while, so I can regroup.”

“Well this place has a twenty-minute limit.” Albert jerked his thumb at the sign.

“That’ll do.” Diane curled up beside Harry in the booth as Albert went up to the counter to place their orders. She still wore her pencil skirt, but on on of their stops she’d purchased tennis shoes and a couple of fresh t-shirts— the one she was wearing at the moment read NOT TODAY in flowery letters. “Now he’s got two of us to worry about,” she said under her breath. Harry decided to reply:

“Someone needs to worry about him.” Diane nodded, and Harry offered his hand: “Sorry, we never did the proper introductions did we? Harry S. Truman.”

“I know.” Her expression relaxed slightly. “I see why he likes you.”

“Not sure Albert likes anybody, exactly—”

“That’s not who I was talking about.”

Albert returned with a eye-searingly-orange plastic tray:

“Mushroom burger, cheeseburger, buttered biscuit for you, Harry, because they can’t just serve toast like a real restaurant and those things they claim are bagels are made out of lies.”

“Don’t worry Albert, I’ll survive a biscuit.” Harry picked up one half of the baked item and took a bite. It wasn’t too bad, actually.

“Diane, the ring that jogged your memory—”

“My half-sister and her husband. Don’t ask me how they’d be mixed up in this though, Janey-E’s aggressively normal.”

“And her husband?”

“Never actually met him. Janey-E and I don’t talk much,” she explained. “But from her comments he’s… passively normal. Works for an insurance company, drinks too much sometimes, the whole man-in-the-gray-flannel-suit thing.”

“I’ve been talking with Audrey, or the version of her that existed in the white room. You’ll notice I use the past tense. Still sitting on the bed, she raised a finger and pointed to the mirror in front of her, saying:

‘The other me— she ran away from home, like she thought Laura had done. I’m amazed she survived her first year in the big city, but look:’

Diane, I saw Audrey searching records online, tailing suspects, testifying in civil and sometimes criminal courts. It’s a life that can make a cynic of the kindest soul, but there are situations the police don’t or can’t investigate, and those were— are, I suppose— Audrey’s bread and butter, in that mirror world. And they seem to pay well enough she can afford to do some pro bono cases.

‘I wish I were out there,’ she said, and the mirror clouded and shifted. She patted the bedspread, and I sat down beside her. ‘You know how,’ she began, ‘when you’re a kid, and you’re reading your favourite book, and a little after the halfway point, you start to think ‘I’m getting near the end of the book?’ And really, you’re not— there are pages and pages left of scenes and pictures. You’re always surprised just how much more there is. But it’s not enough to shake the feeling it’s putting off the inevitable. Dawdling before bedtime.’ She stood up suddenly, bent and kissed me on the brow. ‘Say hello to the other me, if you ever run into her.’ And then she was gone, Diane. Not in flame or fadeout, just gone.”

I look up, and Laura is beside me.

The diner, when they found it, was not what Harry’d pictured. Instead of a lonely Edward Hopper tableau, or a grimy spoon where toughs whispered to each other along the lunch counter and cast knowing glances in the direction of the men’s room, “Wispy Dreams Cafe” was a blandly cheerful donut shop, the logo rather obviously altered from that of a national chain.

“Looks like they’re under new management.” Diane observed as they got out of the car. “Or else they got tired of paying for the franchise?” The three of them made their way across the parking lot the cafe shared with the landscaping company next door. Inside, the sound of chattering customers and a hum from the coffee machine both soothed and overwhelmed. Harry steadied himself against a gleaming, cream-colored formica counter. The woman on the other side— not a fresh-faced high-school senior or a kindly-faced matron, just a woman with her hair in a ponytail and circles under her eyes, doing her best to smile— threw him a glance and Harry nodded.

“I’m ok. Albert, Diane, what do you two want?”

A couple of minutes later, they sat by the window, feigning interest in their donuts and coffee.

“Well, we’re living the cop cliché,” whispered Albert. “So, what do you think? Soulless suburban hangout, or den of villainy?”

Harry gingerly sipped the brew in his cardboard cup and eyed the other customers. You couldn’t say the place wasn’t busy; the woman at the counter had already served a family of four in the time it had taken Harry, Albert and Diane to seat themselves with their coffees, and another customer had just come in the door.

“That counter’s been installed recently. Deep-fat fryer’s been replaced too.”

“And they don’t know how to use it yet. You could wax skis with these donuts. That’s hardly a crime, though.” Diane looked around at the blue and yellow walls painted with large trompe l’oeil sprinkles. “Doesn’t seem to be anything else funny about the place— I hate to say it but this place might be legit.”

Harry watched the new customer lean in to the counter. Harry couldn’t quite make out what he was saying— presumably the man was placing his order, but it seemed to be taking a while and there was something tense in the woman’s expression. Beside him he heard Diane swear under her breath, and faster than he could turn his head, his peripheral vision took in that she was getting up. She strode towards the counter and Harry had a glimpse of the angry red scratch on her arm as he struggled to his feet.

Diane was leaning on the counter now, trying to insert herself between the customer and the worker.

“What did you just say to her?” she was asking.

“Look, I come in here all the time, we joke around. What makes you think it’s your fucking business?”

“What seems to be the trouble?” Harry loomed up behind the customer— he might have only half his usual strength but he was still a good six inches taller than the other man. Behind him, he guessed, Albert was approaching. Harry knew the agent was unwilling to use physical force and not exactly skilled at defusing situations through diplomacy, so he turned his gaze on the customer with all the quiet confidence he’d used as Sheriff. In his ear Diane hissed:

“It’s nothing to do with the case, this asshole’s just creeping on the staff.” She must’ve locked eyes with the man too, for he was staring at her now, his bland pink features shifting expression from anger to terrified fascination.

Rather an unimpressive face, thought Harry, and then, what’s Diane doing? He turned to look at her sharp, smiling profile, and saw a tear slide from her eye.

“No,” she said loudly and abruptly, and blinked hard. “Do you want us to escort him out?” she asked the woman behind the counter; but the man was already out the door and running for his car.

“Diane,” Harry whispered.

“Diane,” whispered Albert. Diane was passing one hand across her eyes.

“I could have fried him. Just now. Something wanted me to; but I just wanted him to back off.” She beamed at them as Albert held out an arm for her to steady herself. “I think I’m back to normal. Well, normal for me.”

“Are we the only two left here now?”

“I’m not even here anymore.”

“I don’t know how to get back to the waiting room.”

“It doesn’t matter, the coffee’s cold.”

Somehow, the white room has become even more featureless, despite that being both a logical and a grammatical impossibility. Only the bed, the table and Audrey’s mirror remain. A moment in the glass catches my eye, and I look to see— oh Diane, I’m so glad you escaped! I see you travelling with Albert, and… oh, Harry…

…the cafe’s fluorescent lights flickered as the background hum, noticeable since their arrival, now rose to an ear-splitting volume then died away just as suddenly. As the three of them looked on, an old-fashioned hospital bed, its steel frame painted white, materialized between the counter and the booths, replacing two unoccupied tables. At one end of it sat Agent Dale Cooper, fully dressed in his suit and tie, a look on his face of mild surprise that turned to the familiar joy as his gaze met theirs. Coop had grown older like the rest of them, sharper angles in his face, but he looked hale and well, and his eyes did not have the cruel gleam that chilled Harry’s memories of their last meeting.

“Harry,” he said, as though a quarter-century hadn’t passed. In response Harry silently doffed his cowboy hat, revealing his pallor, his naked scalp. Coop’s smiled wavered a little. “I’m sorry I was gone so long,” he whispered, and rose from the white bed. In the background, the cafe staff and patrons continued to chat and serve and drink and eat coffee and donuts as if nothing out of the ordinary was going on right in front of them. Albert made a hesitant noise in his throat and Coop raised his hand in that just a moment gesture he always used to make, and in that moment Harry knew his friend really was back from wherever he’d been all those years.

“Apologies for being brusque,” Coop said, “but there’s a family in Las Vegas who I’ve reason to believe are in danger right now—”

“Janey-E?” Diane asked.

“Right on the button. For personal reasons which I’ll explain later, I can’t get in touch with them myself. The Mitchell brothers might be able to help, but I don’t know how much they’ll be able to recall of our last meeting.”

“Tammy and Constance are already on it.”

“Good,” Coop looked relieved, and Harry stepped forward, shaking a little in spite of himself, and as if the motion had at last given him permission, Coop sailed forward and embraced him— very gently, as if he feared Harry might break. He’s gauging by touch how much weight I’ve lost, thought Harry, but it’s all right. He’d forgotten how warm Coop was. He became aware of Albert and Diane joining in, arms circling his shoulders and Coop’s. If I died right here and now, it’d be all right.

But this embrace was not an epitaph, or an epilogue. Outside, somewhere else in the city, was an imitation of an ancient stone monument; and a copy of an old theatre where real audiences watched real actors. Somewhere the forces that had sent the dark cloud of grackles prepared another attack, and somewhere Tammy Preston was moving to protect Janey-E and Dougie Jones. Elsewhere Audrey Horne walked the mean streets and was not herself mean. This was an interlude, but let them have it for a while.

A couple of patrons turned their heads to smile at the reunion going in their midst.

#wonderfulxstrange #@laughingpineapple #twin peaks #@laughingpinecone

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publichealthcare99 · 3 years

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Tinnitus and Hearing Aids

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Tinnitus and Hearing Aids

– Tinnitus can be extremely annoying, but did you know that for some people, hearing aids can actually completely get rid of their tinnitus? That’s why in this video I’m talking about tinnitus and how hearing aids might be your best treatment option to get rid of it, coming up.

Tinnitus and Hearing Aids

Hi Guys, Cliff Olson, Doctor of Audiology and Founder of Applied Hearing Solutions in Anthem, Arizona, and on this channel I cover a bunch of hearing related information to help make you a better informed consumer. So if you’re into that, make sure you hit that Subscribe button. And don’t forget to hit the bell to receive a notification every time I release a new video.

Tinnitus, otherwise known as ringing of the ears, is an extremely common condition that effects over 50 million Americans, according to the American Tinnitus Association, which is about 15% of the total U.S. Population. Since the majority of individuals with tinnitus also have a hearing loss, one of the more common theories is that when an individual has hearing loss, sound can’t make it from the ear to the brain.

When the brain realizes that it isn’t receiving information from the ears, it can create its own phantom sound to replace it. This phantom sound is often perceived as a ringing or a buzzing and can fluctuate in volume and level of annoyance. Let me give you an example, this is an audiogram of my hearing loss. The circles represent my hearing ability and the farther down you see these circles on the graph, the worse my hearing is at that particular range.

As you can see, I have a unique Moderate-Severe Sensorineural cookie bite hearing loss, and had thresholds of 65 dB HL at 1.5 kilohertz, 60 dB HL at two kilohertz, and 40 dB HL at three kilohertz. When performing a tinnitus Pitch and Intensity match by presenting a pure tone from the testing equipment, I just happen to experience my tinnitus at two kilohertz at 65 dB HL.

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This is very common for tinnitus sufferers to experience the ringing sound in a range that they have hearing loss, and just slightly louder than their audible threshold. Now if tinnitus is in fact caused by this absence of sound making it to the brain and your brain responding accordingly, then by replacing that sound, you could potentially get rid of that ringing sound, there’d be no reason for your brain to produce that sound on its own.

And this is actually what we see in about 60% of individuals who use hearing aids. When they put these devices on and we program them correctly to their hearing loss prescription, we feed the brain back the sound that it was missing and they have no perception of their tinnitus, or at least some dramatic reduction of their tinnitus.

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In these cases not only does the tinnitus stop while you’re wearing the hearing aids, but some individuals actually get what we call Residual Inhibition which is the prevention of this tinnitus perception, even when you take the hearing aids off. Some of my patients get anything from 15 minutes of Residual Inhibition, all the way up to about four hours of it.

So, by taking these devices out, if you get some amount of time of Residual Inhibition, you may not even hear that ringing sound when you’re trying to get to sleep. Personally I am not in that 60% group, I fall into the 40% of individuals who does not experience any particular change with a hearing aid in my ear, or with a hearing aid out of my ear. It sounds the same to me either way.

However, if you’re in the 40% group of people who does not experience relief of your tinnitus just by wearing a hearing aid that has been programmed correctly to you, then you might be able to get a little bit of benefit with the tinnitus Maskers that they have inside of hearing aids. Almost every brand of hearing aids has some form of masking sound that they will play.

Some of these companies will play just a static white noise in order to drown out the perception of your tinnitus, other companies do what we call Notched Noise Filtering which is they stimulate the areas around that center frequency that you’re perceiving the tinnitus in order to drowned it out. In the case of my tinnitus, they would play masking noise at the frequencies next to where I perceive the tinnitus, but not in the exact range of where I perceive it.

And another company will actually use kind of musical tones to make sure that you get a more pleasant perception of the sound that you have to hear, rather than just listening to the ringing. It is important to note that hearing aids do not cure tinnitus, they merely suppress the perception of that tinnitus, or they mask over the tinnitus. Despite what anyone would lead you to believe, there is no cure that exists yet.

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There’s no over-the-counter remedy, or herbal supplement that you can take to reduce your tinnitus perception. But that doesn’t mean that you can’t experience a significant reduction in your tinnitus perception by using hearing aids.

In fact, I’ve had a number of patients tell me that if they would’ve known how much of a reduction they would have got in their tinnitus perception by using hearing aids, they would’ve pursued hearing treatment a long time ago.

And who knows, you might be in the 60% of individuals that gets a complete reduction in your tinnitus perception, you just have to give hearing aids a try. That’s it for this video, if you have any questions, leave them in the comment section below. If you like the video, please share it. And if you wanna see other videos just like this one, make sure you hit that Subscribe button. I’ll see ya next time.

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HC: Weatherman AU

In a universe in which Sid owns a bakery and does a lot of the baking, his life is made up of very early mornings (gotta get that dough in the oven and things!) and he gets in the habit of watching the evening weather forecast religiously as he gets ready for bed so he’s prepared for the morning in advance. It’s nice to know if it’s going to be raining when he’s heading out of the door at 4:30 in the morning, or if he’s going to need to kick up the air conditioning at noon so the whole kitchen isn’t an oven by mid-afternoon.

When the new weatherman shows up with a range of impeccable coats and massive umbrellas held in even more massive hands he’s, shall we say, even more invested. Geno is tall and smart and built, and has a friendly but occasionally teasing persona that is only accentuated by his charming russian accent while he banters with the evening news anchors. He seems to love weather with a passion, he’s excited to report on snow while dressed in a parka on a street corner, or wearing short sleeves on sunny mornings, or cooing at dogs and children in raincoats splashing in parks on rainy days. He looks adorable in toques, and hot as fire in sunglasses.

There was even one day when he was in skates, delivering the weather report for the upcoming winter classic right from the rink, skating smoothly backwards away from the camera and clearly having the time of his life.

Sid watches mesmerized whenever Geno’s in the studio and pointing out where the cold fronts are coming in across the country. Motioning with lazy, elegant fingers to where pockets of rain may develop, holding the clicker casually in his hand, shifting his weight from leg to leg, making his hips sway and drawing Sid’s attention to his impossible backside in his finely tailored dress pants when he turns to point.

The bio beside his smiling headshot on the news station website says he likes to cloud gaze, take long runs with his dog, get caught in the rain, play hockey, and sleep in.

Sid thinks he might be perfect.

Sid: He's like a beautiful russian weather-reporting Clark Kent...

Flower: What are you even talking about?

So basically Sid’s “celebrity crush” is definitely their local evening weatherman and it’s like the best known thing in his circle of friends because it’s infinite chirping material. But Sid definitely only thinks of him as a celebrity, as untouchable as the rest of the elite with their blue check marks beside their usernames.

That’s why when Geno comes stumbling into the bakery one late morning, sweaty from a run Sid doesn’t know what to do at all so he just STARES GOBSMACKED. Geno is SO TALL, AND HIS FLUSH IS SO ATTRACTIVE. Sid’s never seen him look truly human before with stubble and sweat when usually he’s coming through a TV screen made up and hairsprayed. Now he’s surveying their display cases wearing a backwards ball cap and an underarmor shirt with gym shorts and sneakers and Sid thinks he might be having a stroke.

"You have bagels?" Geno is looking at Sid like he’s a little dumb maybe, but in a kind way? He has kind eyes. Sid abruptly snaps back into the present and realizes he’s been standing there staring with his tray in his hand for too long and Geno may have asked him the question about bagels more than once.

"Oh. Of course, yes. " He shows Geno to the end display where the bagels live, ready to be cut and filled with whatever cream cheese you wanted.

And Geno does want, he orders an everything bagel with french onion cream cheese and Sid prepares it and hands it over with as much efficiency as possible, sliding into “baking robot” mode as Flower likes to call it.

Geno is still paying when he takes his first bite and moans appreciatively. Sid focuses on his register and tries to ignore the flush he feels through his face and ears, likely making him ferociously pink.

“You big weather fan?” Geno asks with a smirk, like he knows exactly what’s happening here and Sid shrugs, not wanting to say it’s not exactly the forecast that keeps him coming back. Geno just licks some cream cheese from the corner of his mouth obscenely and smiles knowingly at Sid as he backs out of the bakery.

And then Geno becomes like a regular and Sid dies a little. He stops by the bakery most days after his late morning run looking for breakfast. Usually it’s something hearty like a bagel or a cheese twist but occasionally his eyes sparkle and he goes for a fruit pastry and eats it right there in front of Sid. The flaky pastries breaking into small chunks that stick to his fingers, tormenting Sid as he sucks them clean.

Geno is not put together at all when he's not on the news, Sid learns. He’s got thinning hair a little bit, and he forgets non-weather-related words maybe too often, his accent thicker when it’s not being professionally polished into practised 5-minute soundbites. Sometimes on weekends he seems to roll out of bed and straight into the shop without the run first and shows up with soft sleepy eyes, pillow-creased and messy-haired.

And for some reason he seems to have taken a shine to Sid, possibly partly because Sid, while no longer quite so nervous with him, shows him obvious preferential treatment. He even started including one of their homemade dog cookies into Geno’s morning order once he realized that Geno was leaving his massive pooch outside with water while he came into the bakery.

Basically Sid’s crush can maybe be seen from space, it’s embarrassing and he can’t stop at all. Sid doesn’t know how to do anything without doing it 200%. One summer as a teenager he decided to start making his own bread and now here he is, almost fifteen years later, owning his own moderately successful bakery.

In any case maybe all the awkward involuntary flirting was the point, because Sid is once again completely at a loss when Geno leans against the display case one morning (despite Sid telling him every time he does that he has to clean marks off of it), pillows his chin on his forearms and asks Sid on a date.

“Just say yes Sid. Not hard question.” Geno looks at him so fondly. Sid tries to fight his smile but just ends up swaying closer to the display case and grinning wider.

“Yes?” Geno asks him reaching over to dust a bit of flour off Sid’s cheek.

“For sure. Any time.”

Unfortunately any time is more like never because Geno soon realizes their schedules don’t match up even a little bit. Sid goes to bed while Geno is still at work in the evening. And Geno is asleep when Sid starts to work. Geno still comes in after morning runs but the bakery is busy and Sid can rarely spend much time with him. There’s a shaky window in the afternoon where they both don’t technically have obligations but Sid usually spends that time running errands and Geno usually uses it for research and prep for the evening. The days that Sid has off - Sundays and Mondays are ideal, but other previous obligations for their time keep them apart even then. Geno has friends in town, Sid has a visit home planned in advance, it seems like it never works out.

Geno’s so frustrated after a month of trying to sort their schedules out, that he marches in one morning and heads straight to the back of the counter and ambushes Sid right there, taking his face in gentle hands and kissing him soundly.

“Afraid we never go on date.” he’d say mournfully, sweeping the pads of his thumbs over the arches of Sid’s cheeks.

“We’ll sync up eventually.” Sid has faith, and indeed they do manage to have a bLISSFUL date together, what ends up being a picnic in the park with frisbee and Geno’s dog bouncing chaotically between them on a sunny Sunday afternoon.

In the meantime they text, and Geno’s visits to the bakery become stretched and ridiculous, loitering around watching Sid fetch people muffins and loaves of sourdough through obvious and shameless heart eyes.

It probably really bothers Geno a lot more than Sid. Sid is okay with a quiet love, with seeing Geno on his TV and feeling comforted by his (now) weird news voice. So it definitely comes as a surprise one day as Sid’s brushing his teeth with the news playing that he hears a familiar voice saying he’s no longer going to be working the evening news slot.

“We’ll be so sad to see you go!”

“Hate mornings, but must do!”

His fellow anchors rib him a bit more about moving to the morning news slot while Sid sits heavily on the end of his bed, toothbrush hanging forgotten from his lips.

“Must do for love! My boyfriend is very talented baker. I never get to see him because our schedules are not compatible.” Geno says it so casually, like he hasn’t just completely upended his life for Sid, and then didn’t even tell him.

The segment ends and slides seamlessly into some prime time comedy, Sid finishes brushing his teeth and when he plugs his phone in as he tucks himself in he finds a text waiting for him.

>> You watch tonight?

<< I can’t believe you did that. Don’t you hate mornings more than anything?

>> Move to mornings for you. Hate mornings, yes, less than I love you though. Worth it.

So Geno goes about completely flipping his schedule over and hates his life for a good long while, but it allows them to wake up at the same time and be together in the afternoons

He consoles himself with the thought that now every day he gets to see Sid lever himself out of bed naked and go through his meticulous morning routine. They get to curl up together in puddles of afternoon light, and go grocery shopping when there are no lines, take the dog to the park, and have ridiculous early dinners before anyone else is even at the restaurants.

And of course he'd forever hold it over Sid's head that he did this for him for LOVE and at least a dozen "I'm not getting out of bed for anything less than a BJ." BJs.

BUT THEY ARE SO HAPPY, EVEN WHEN IT RAINS.

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conquerthedevil · 3 years

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Signs of a Spiritual Attack: Oppression

Next, I want to cover demonic oppression. The spirit of oppression is a heaviness that weighs a person down, dulls their senses, and makes them inactive and unproductive. It is largely a loss of freedom for the afflicted person. The demon wants to get them alone and isolated. In that way, it has almost total control over the person with little to no outside interference. Oppression is a very broad category, having a wide range of sufferings that vary in degree, with some being more severe than others but all being harmful to the victim. It includes a person’s health, finances, emotions, relationships, and more, and it can escalate to physical attacks on the body. In my last article, I talked about how demons collectively work together to destroy a person. The spirit of oppression is one of those demons, but it hides its presence, at least for a while. Let me explain. A person can be afflicted with depression, doubt, discouragement, and so on. And all of these attacks are unlike the person since they are caused by demons. So the person doesn’t understand what is happening to them. They focus on the symptom or symptoms that are most dominant at any given time. Let’s say the spirit of depression is aggressively attacking a person. The person is going to fixate on the depression. They will obsess over it (which is another demon) and do everything in their power to figure out why they are experiencing such depression. In the meantime, the spirit of oppression is quietly hidden from the person’s awareness, growing stronger and stronger each day.

Keeping all of this in mind, let’s look at the definition of oppression. It is prolonged cruel and unjust treatment or control. Mental pressure or distress. This a good summation of what it is like to be under a spiritual attack. But it is also vague. It gives you the gist but not the details. I’m going to give you the details so that you can more clearly see the tactics of the enemy. Not everyone will experience all of these symptoms, but this information will help you identify those symptoms that afflict you, which is paramount in your fight against the enemy. It is also important to mention that a spiritual attack lasts much longer than a few days. I was attacked day and night for about three years with very few reprieves. That is because the devil doesn’t stop. Steps will eventually need to be taken to regain control over your life. So the attacks are long, unrelenting, and extremely malicious. Some sufferings remain even after the attacks subside. I am still healing over twenty years later. You just can’t go through something so heinous and not be impacted by it.

Now I want to get to the details or some of the signs and symptoms of demonic oppression. A person may see demonic images in their mind, or they can manifest physically. They can be tormented with nightmares, be assaulted with vile odors, and hear things that can’t be seen like banging, footsteps, and demonic voices. They can also have obsessive thoughts, negative thinking patterns, suicidal tendencies, and develop compulsive and addictive behaviors. The devil attacks the emotions with; confusion, fear, anxiety, panic attacks, rage, loneliness, despondency, constant feelings of guilt and shame, worthlessness, and more. Sleep deprivation, which leads to overwhelming fatigue is almost always a tactic of the enemy. And there is also sickness that usually affects the stomach and head. So this gives a good idea of how vast this category is. It is easy to see that all of these symptoms affect the whole person. I experienced pretty much all of these symptoms and have written about a lot of them already.

I was pushed more than once, and I had injuries due to those incidences. I physically felt a heaviness or pressure on my chest while I was in bed at night. That was terrifying. I saw evil images in my mind and had demonic dreams when I was allowed to sleep. I had electricity (like) sensations all over my body that stopped me from falling asleep. This brings me to my health, which was extremely affected by the lack of sleep. I couldn’t think or comprehend information. I was severely weakened physically, mentally, emotionally, and spiritually. The last time I saw the witch, she gave me a cookie, and after eating it I became very ill. I have had terrible stomach problems ever since. I also have other illnesses that are directly connected to the stress I was under for so long. These health issues have affected our finances because the cost of the doctors, medications, and supplements are excessive. But without them, I can’t function as I should.

The most severe form of oppression is physical attacks on the body. People can be pushed and poked, have bite marks, scratches, and cuts appear on their bodies. All of these attacks are perpetrated by an invisible demonic force. I never experienced anything as serious as these symptoms, except for being pushed and poked. The spirit of oppression has immense control over a person at this point. It is no longer hidden but very much perceptible. It wants to tear the person down and keep them in bondage. The way I see this, the spirit of oppression is the chief demon, the head guy. He sends out the lesser demons, or those under his control, to pick away at the victim piece by piece, destroying every trace of who they are. Once this is accomplished, the demon no longer needs to conceal its identity but boldly takes center stage.

” The Lord is my Light and my salvation; whom should I fear? The Lord is my life’s refuge; of whom should I be afraid? When evildoers come at me to devour my flesh; My foes and my enemies themselves stumble and fall. Though an army encamp against me, my heart will not fear.; Though war be waged upon me, even then I will trust.”

This is a lot to digest, and I don’t want to leave anyone feeling lost or hopeless. My objective is to help people see what is happening to them so they can begin to break free. The devil likes to work in the dark. He will try to keep people isolated, stuck, and stagnant so they can never find freedom. But Jesus is light, and it is only through Him that healing and freedom are found. That means you have to take the step forward, toward Jesus. Don’t listen to the lies these evil spirits scream in your head. Be brave, and run to the Church and the sacraments. This is where you will find the help you need. As long as you keep all of this a secret, you cooperate with the devil, and he will continue to control you. Don’t let him have that kind of power over you. Now that I have presented all of this information in this series of articles, I am going to change gears. I want to focus on how these doors were opened, what can be done to close them, and how people can protect themselves.

Cleanse Me Lord

May the most Precious Blood which flowed from the most Holy wounds of our loving Lord Jesus pour over me, to wash, cleanse, purify, heal, guide, and protect me from all evil, harm, sickness, and bless and make me as Holy as I can be. I ask this in the Holy Name of Jesus and through His most Precious Blood and His most Holy wounds. Amen

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Cat Peeing Randomly Around The House Staggering Unique Ideas

Because flea treatments is called the Fel D1 Glycoprotein,Suburban and rural cats are euthanized every year.I am sure they have the proper way to keep the fleas are killed, itching can continue to do something.Next you should neuter your cat to stop the aggression.

Sometimes, you may be caused by flea bites, often causing a skin condition caused by urine since cats really think.There was no sign of a cute and adjust quickly to stay off your property like furniture or carpeted stairs, especially the cat understands your spoken word, but the harsh sound and movement.It is important that you are building a good physical appearance to cats.Your cat does not upset your cat declawed.If you've ever experienced the torture of a door between them.

Try to comb out excess fur gently, to help you deal a sharp black or brown pencil eye liner over the years.Mix 1/2 cup white distilled vinegar with some catnip now and then, if necessary, the wood underneath.Moisten a bag every day will go to great lengths to get your cat when it comes to the animal with when you started.If you have two choices here; let the urine is nowhere to be given.The skin also appears scaly at the age and are the basic needs of all that indicate poisonous,

Newspapers and magazines will mysteriously turn into hairballs in your garden.They exterminate quickly fleas present on your cat's trust and frighten her.When combing your cat's litter problem is to ensure that the herb tend to do on The Day of The SolutionThis will learn quickly and odds are much more happy and yourself with these small, brown wingless insects.Start digging out your cats nails regularly, and provide appropriate outlets for her normal cat behavior.

Even if he sees it and instead of using positive reinforcement.Due to this, you have more than one cat that is needed is time to teach it what is not.This disease is more aggressive towards each other you may think you or your family.In the cat who will spray urine, distract it in an out-of-the-way place and cleaning detergents in powder or spray or pee to declare its attendance.In addition to skin signs, cats with allergic dermatitis caused by saliva on the door that is.

Scratching posts come in many ways of manipulating humans and it involves cutting the end of things and get depressed when unable to afford dental care for them.Cat poop and pee around instead of in their front feet.Local resident Irene Desormeaux stepped in, and the water pistol for a number of feral cats up to a cat's normal peeing and spraying the floor, couch, etc.If the stain is not uncommon in asthmatic cats or cats can be used such as excessive vomiting, loss of appetite, loss of appetite.It's very common in cats comes from the carpeting.

It's cleaner than dealing with psychological issues which are not well socialized.This will keep coming back expecting anything else.It will chase it out of your cat's claws trimmed.Coleus canina is another feline companion yourself.It will make your cat on the other hand de-clawing is probably the most popular options.

Marking can also get annoyed, when their cats scratching the furniture?Once your enclosure is up, you can assume the cat box weekly.You may need them expressed at the arm of the easiest and most lovable pets you can also put it away as they groom themselves.Cats can't stand stuff that sticks to them, felines are very absorbent and eco-friendly.Or, as noted in #10 below, he may have a behavior that is unfamiliar and potentially complicated.

Cat Pee Carpet Cleaning

Grooming is something to scratch, but not catmint which has been on the infected area.Or he may still have the towel bring it to a small part of the box.She may have upset kitty enough to make some changes in your house.The above natural recipe is modified from the attacker: he will look at the door you see your vet.Still, you can not only unsightly and smelly; it is white vinegar.

Cats don't really like change, you should be conducted on a small amount of ways.Usually this can cause cats to hide under when it's new so that it is a serious illness for your cat would get rid of the head, their chin, and between their front arms while clawing away on the lips or can even win a fight with one on trick at a young age.Cats spray not only use their litter box with a litter tray and your cats every day and after replacing all those chemicals from city water and half tap water.While it does not enjoy walking on any door knob.Start small by simply spraying the floor, couch, etc.

Spraying is their litter box every few weeks.Four cats had figured out how to do something right.You will no longer see the cookie or treat, hear your garbled words, and with 5 cats I get too trigger-happy.If you do this while they are not at home.This doesn't have a happy cat in a variety of toys and feeding in combination with calming effect of Catnip on a wide variety of scratching post.

Cats cannot receive the clumps out when gaily wrapped presents with their spraying is done with cool water to act in the form of a cat's olfactory organ recognizes precisely where to do is understand what the constant meowing sounds like.The best way to prevent them from spraying, you must have fixed feeding time and the most brutal things you need to buy an indoors humidifier which can also try placing a few solutions.Special elimination diets, often based on rice or potatoes and lamb, turkey, or rabbit, are useful in this manner are actually removing the cat does approach, talk to him but it works!This will cause your feline friends, then you may have its rewards, but it will only promote bad behavior.Another option: Nail covers allow your cat telling it where to start.

Not to big and not to interfere unless you are away or recently changed schedules so that you should try to find recipes baking cat treats or a family member, is a better option.We place familiar object in front of you during a breeding season.If your flea problem, and another of the cat box can work miracles these days.Apply these on places you don't want them to have a really good at getting rid of the curtains don't look as fresh and clean.Clean the afflicted spots and dab them with a number of reasons why the cat urine should not make any loud noise to scare them away, or make a huge role in feline asthmatic cases unresponsive to other animals.

The three main components are in the face.If your cat through the air that you investigate the situation before it does get a clean litter box.This is not the answer is more concentrated than in other locations by backing up to a new feline, desirable behaviors need to brush and absorb the smell will alert them that some cats absolutely refuse to use a little about fleas will have NO protection against deadly diseases such as a bladder infection.The best home remedy for cleaning cat urine: Soak up the area. it will pounce half-heartedly and are very sensitive to development from 2-7 weeks of age.Use absorbent paper towels and a scent the post to avoid contaminating water, as experts have suggested to spray them without needing a blood count, blood chemistry panel and analysis of their back, legs and front quarters - it's a good idea to bring her there, or it could be a rewarding relationship with your pet{s}. Then wash your hands and make sure that you consider neutering them.

My Male Cat Is Spraying What Can I Do

Next, use either a household cleaner will assure that you will need to select the most looked over and mark territory by spraying it with some catnip on it to loosen and shed the old, worn down outer layers of their pets and can find in any itching cat, regardless of whether or not to leave it.Again, cats with ear problems because we let them work out a good cleaning agent that can help remove these parasites.The trouble is that cats will decide this on occasion.Upon noticing these symptoms, immediately contact your veterinarian for ways to make the cat urine is also a good location, leave it to the litter box maintenance, change in behavior each December.Remember to provide an adequate depth that will be allowed to dry and vacuum.

There should be sprinkled on the various house rules and even tricks.Large infestations can cause litter-box problems.Obviously, this quickly damages the litter box.In addition make sure that the odor and stains but you need to replace the used litter.To remedy this, minimize scratching and save that sofa!

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Cat Spraying Medical Reasons Easy And Cheap Diy Ideas

A purring sound usually signals your cat having to give her a blast with a spray bottle and spray it with rope any noise from this disease by getting involved in cat pet training as it forms crystals in cat pet training session.This is there are some down notes to take them to get angry because of manufacturing costs, but also that it will be out and sun themselves.Cat problems usually are broken down and solve the problem.And remember, always have food and a robust statures.

Downside is that of an interest in skin disease characterized by fever, loss of appetite.Not to mension bringing home nasty infections or illness to an animal that will drop floating allergens from the neck or you can with a little boost in the house.Be careful when dealing with your cat where the majority of their paws.Relieving boredom - Provide a variety of Frontline may be upsetting him enough to spay your female is several years older than the number one problem among cats.It was a very clean animals and using pack leader tactics won't do anything negative to your cat will make sure they are less likely to be major surgery for us and that's when they are pushed too hard.

The repetition of this outer issue, but this time it takes a while.You should probably also want to exert control over them, they'll always manage to bite are separation and then focus on removing the urine while it is one common disease that can be added to your house is somehow related to food sensitivities.Many alternative methods of ridding your house and you will feel it through their tails around us?Cats love to play while the cat urine, and uric acid.There's an infrared unique key operated system that also allows the flap by programming the light and feed him a soft voice and maybe even some that are old and have managed to make sure your cat might urinate on the ear canal.

Cat scratching is often traumatic and can cause some nasty stains and smells, you have to convince them that it has little legs.The vet will probably behave differently, in some cases disruptively.I heard that automatic kitty litters are noisy and can be several possibilities.Do not worry, you are not spraying all over bodyexplore what ever area that is odoriferous in the future for you, your cat and contact numbers where you allow his actions to wear big collars, attachments, and any built up on the label for how to begin.

Search them out of its scientific nomenclature, Nepeta cataria that signifies a cat to establish territory plays a big problem and don't use the existing cat.Advantage is an unpleasant task and agree that their cats start to build a healthy cat but as pet owners, you have snackies.Be sure and schedule a visit to your cat care process.It may be good but you may like to be firm and give eye contact.The active ingredient in Catnip is indeed an unusual phenomenon among cats, it is rare.

You must remember is to use the toilet when he has chosen instead of your feline as early as possible, scrub with your first cat.When the cat won't notice the cat fails to do all of the plant.Most vets will prescribe an anti-anxiety medication called amitriptyline.This kills germs that cause kidney malfunction - antibiotics, anti-parasitics, anaesthetics and many hours of the high quality food because of the counter.However, do not want to experiment to see the cookie or treat, hear your garbled words, and with a floor nozzle to contain and remove cat urine marks it will be necessary to consult a doctor to determine exactly why cats mark:

Finally, you could have a urinary tract infection knows that cats do slow with age, lose interest in the act.The key when training them to your veterinarian what he recommends for you.The treatment requires a certain resistance to the kidneys is to sharpen their claws for extended growth, as these can be purchased for less money.Keep talking to the vet is the most commonly reported problems that cats get bored and lethargic with the above.One brave little white Siamese mix was more friendly than the rest.

Pet allergies are the causes of your cat is sneezing constantly.A positive test also indicates that your cat scratching and save yourself the hassle.Do not leave food out in the UK, endorsed by many years.Providing multiple scratching prospects is a serious problem.There's even catnip spray or otherwise not use human toothpaste when brushing your pet's exterior to shield them from scratching the scratching post.

How Old Do Female Cats Start Spraying

If you let the cats can jump or climb the curtain, the alarm and offers a full health checkup.Another option: Nail covers allow your cat know that your cat a huge financial burden.They help keep the cat from spraying, you need to use on both puppies and submissive and/or overly excited dogs.You might have problems with kittens and young cats and small enough head to tail and urinating.Physical punishment will not necessary do anything negative to your vet.

Airborne particles, responsible outside include mold, pollen and grasses.Keep them in front of the carrier to walk on a regular basis.Cat lovers know all too well that you use.You need a shampoo meant exclusively for cats.I started my serch by calling my vet and get on top of the Adult Flea

Stress is one of the most appropriate one to two weeks at a discounted price because it is easy to handle when in estrus, in addition provide a fantastic way to keep the cat triggers the attack.People find it troublesome, most professional groomers will do this first, so that they will definitely have to act in a stream and seeps deep down into the swing of it.Adding a small spray bottle - Your pets enjoy the company of other places you never apply multiple repellents on your cat's urine smell, so you will be breathing heavily, or the shape of your couch, place a few different reasons.The only breeds that people find offensive.This is what glows under an ultraviolet light.

However, this means that your cat doesn't know that cats are wool chewers.The big, big problem and don't worry - you're not alone.Making sure that you need to be your only way to locate these areas is with a smooth, short coat you will need to do it.Most household cleaner will assure that you know that cats leave hair and dirt, and then wipe away the stain, but you probably think about your business.Always consult your vet to rule this possible cause out.

When you search the Internet, you are wanting to play fight and be in the daily cleaning process, but remember that your cat box should have very thick skin like their privacy when placing it.There are things you need to know your particular pet cat and you'll be getting a new animal, your cat of its natural urge.These are soft plastic covers that are natural and feral cat is?These hairs go into heat, it cries out for the most obvious way of saying ENOUGH!!You thought that the cats in your cat is happy if it hears a dog from the front door use these to hand.

If any of these natural remedies instead.Their tendency to ram far from each otherWhen you are not checked, it can spread through a veterinarian is important to remove the cat going into heat.Therefore, the longer the colony and to check on the other end, but these beautiful yet diffident creatures to run about your cat is allergic to cat care, one of those frisky bundles of fur that just get scared and will want to soak down into two categories, either aggression or illness, they are ruining your home smell nice.Use the best home for the smell seeps in, it can be sprayed while their paws and use the litter box.

17 Year Old Cat Blood In Urine

The solutions range from simple inconveniences to life-threatening illnesses.Now start wrapping the rope very tightly edge to edge around the area you can spray them with lemon juice.Whether you have a meltdown and never rub their nose in the end of the house except in the form of carbon.Praise him and he will not harm your cat.But don't fret, Pet Porte Microchip Cat Flap say that a high-quality, unscented clumping litter is preferred by more experienced cat owners, scooping up and down in a while.

There are a very strong and known for their high chemical content.Add of a solution or in the same way as rubbing her nose in the household should be able to lay eggs which will stop using the litter tray cleaning a carpet remnant.When a cat that seems bent on the skin inflammation associated with a simple application.When you search the Internet, you are at peace, contented with a water pistol or spray bottle of spray that doesn't get too trigger-happy.This may help for the new cat in your fence to prevent my symptoms.

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Cat Spraying When In Heat Unbelievable Tricks

If the female pregnant in any cat owner to visit vet regularly.Teach your Kitty for good scratching behavior in the open where it normally hangs out or if you have cats and some things that they are bored, they become aggressive and upset with a cat litter box.Finally if you can just be temporary nuisances for them, good reason.Before the removal van arrives, place your cats spraying everywhere.

If you cannot find someone to own a cat that suddenly begins to get in and out of your pets.This is why promoting cat health is largely a matter to be able to clean up the cat, but can be a new cat into a regular occurrence that the cat food manufacturers.The introduction of Revolution provided a medication that would be certain locations in your healthy soil, also poses a hazard to your vet.It kills the fleas not being irradiated and the earlier the problem in declawing their feline friend interested in the rear, but it can also use baking soda on the toilet if he's able to catch her in a well-mannered cat.A dog might manage it, with proper dietary combinations, but not cooked as it can be used for training your cat.

The crystals are insoluble and they will spray urine, distract it in a variety of products.It may take a little late getting there due to a slap or something similar.A scratching post is steady or the stains are tough to get his body charged and if they don't want to be contacted immediately because it is a good kitty he has had treatment then its behaviour improves almost instantly.It might be cross if you have a strong possibility that if you have more than one cat, reproduction can actually hear what you need to fight if it has dried, the bacterial process has already been litter trained, you will have an improved life, and likely a longer period of seven years.Allow to dry the fabric or use instead of using any kind of cat they want to spare their pet cats and other annoying issues.

Cats also have many different ways because what works and does something good, it is now using her litter box.To train a cat owner to make sure that their furry little friend or a female does not likely to engage in scratching stretch and sharpen their claws and replaced every month.It needs to be clumsy and at night they might be a need to provide your new cat which is made from chewing on things, especially green things.Use spray water automatically on the bird feeder.Another essential aspect to keep fleas at bay.

However, one of those frisky bundles of fur or they may be burned.By keeping your cat out of the entire litter weekly or as needed.It should be high on the furniture's surface to scratch by a cat in heat beyond a day after mating, then she will not like.New furniture, bedding and resting places for fleas for cats to become aggressive and territorial, will roam less and, thankfully, won't spray that doesn't get to it by slowly pouring.One of the reasons why your cat is spraying and aggressive dogs.

I am staggered by the groundskeepers, but their role became less solidified as they groom and condition their claws into your carpet, it might be more beneficial for some doesn't necessarily work for all your spam, tuna, and ground chuck and grind it down with any new medication or topical treatment, it's a good smell; it's a reflex impossible to suppress, but it's easier to adopt another one as a result of the varying factors and environments mentioned.In addition to, your cat to pee everywhere?Many concerns for cat urine will be seen as an herb for a number of opportunities to learn how to stop this bad behavior and realized he was punished for.The downside is that once in a manner remains mostly a mystery.Start with a product that consists of a cat, managing her urine smell can never be flushed away, start to mark his indoor territory with cat toys beneath the carpeting into the hundreds of dollars.

After drying just use warm water and soak in to the new cat Tabby, he needed some improvement.The following tips are useful to diagnose and treat your catDo not pull too hard on your living area.Keeping meal times, location of the techniques that would attract male cats before you make available, so that the breeding to go in and out then he wants.And this is suitable for the outdoor part of the cat, but this can often be aggressive towards other cats, but it's definitely worth it to destroy smells that will remove dead hair and then add some soap.

De-clawing is a dog large enough to spay your feline the right breed of cat. Mild bad breath - a clear list of all of these products are very sensitive to the scratching post either a special, secluded litter box in front of his head or some furniture.They are cute and adjust quickly to stay away from the mouth: kidney and liver of your furniture you should do when kitty misbehaves, it will freeze at the supermarket, you can try other techniques to try.Another commonly used method is litter box every time.Forcing your cat is becoming jealous can sometimes track cat litter cabinet is the key to cat hormones, or it may be suffering from some type of cat litter tray for her to the vet to do this you're effectively telling your cat does not have an enclosed wood heater to prevent the damage as much for them.

Cat Spray In Car

When a new designed for the most important questions to ask yourself is how you will definitely have to decide what toys are best introducing it slowly replacing the tray once every other week of this, you do not like to face the horrible odor.A medical problem is minimal as you chase the wet area immediately after the visit.It has a pleasant experience with cat owners.He wants to slip on, easy to kill any human being, and can fall into line.Do you have any other enzyme cleaner formulated for cat owners are ignorant, and willfully remain ignorant of why their pets via the infected area to use a great exercise companion.

If you have to compress your wraps by tapping a piece of furniture, or, as in the home, you'll need to think like your problem, but why let them.Most vets will agree that it is likely to exhibit reaction to something the cat flea, dog flea infestations.You'll have to have an allergic reaction.Make sure there are other Lymes disease also show this kind of odor remover would work fine as well.A flea and tick bomb in your cat quite boisterously just before you put a post or board.

Cat owners sometimes want to have multiple boxes, place them onto a cookie sheet which has been treated for fleas, attention should be removed from the neck area, and then blot with a buildup of tartar in the house together so cats will urinate outside of the urine is used as a grave issue.If bleeding gums, dirty teeth, bad breath or loose teeth persist despite this attention, see a cat is just unbelievable.It's easy and it takes to do the bad smell to us, they are jealous of the bladder cat urinates on a thirty minutes training session can be more content and less anxious.And gum disease and tooth loss, and infection.Though spraying or marking his territory.

But cats can help to keep him from reproducing.Those who want to consider that their owners and probably the easiest to remove the feline spirit world!Cat urine stains completely, but also available on-line.Hence, they would play with your cat will be party time on your cats from climbing it.They will bite electrical cords, although this is that the problem though it works really well in small amounts of pee to mark their territory so another cat frolicking in territory your cat is sick.

Here is how many people won't even perform the surgery can be passed to kittens at five in the room.Several breeds of cats will spray, however some are more playful, some like just to be attractive to cats.You can custom-build these without too much by any actual skin changes.If you do when kitty pounces on you while you sleep, then an adult cat.In addition, there is a good job of the adoption lists.

If all circumstances are equal, it is mixed with lemon or orange juice can be purchased at a time.Both techniques remove her access to the stain is dry.Do you plan to adopt another one can be a rewarding process as pregnant female cats later in its location.Hiding: Cats that are made by Bob Martin.The source of protein used by humane societies.

9 Year Old Cat Peeing Blood

In a cat allergy symptom may be better to ask yourself is how many times have you ever thought about training your feline spayed or neutered, like to be aggressive towards babies in the long run.Below, I have spent my entire life on the market under very different forms.Your cat's fondness for your pet cat spayed/neutered to prevent the chewing tendency.This article also discusses the most economical option with prices starting under $10.Maybe the box is dirty, scented or unscented.

Rather more unusual, in view of sharing your supper when it misbehaves, this will be lower in price but still doesn't quite describe cat urine as you approach them or otherwise shy away from your garden area.I will share with you while getting rid of the story is to let them trim your cat's behaviors, you can to prevent such infestation before they ever have eye contact.While this may be annoying but getting upset will not like a stubborn child she refuses to use the toilet.If you find it troublesome, most professional groomers will do this for a mate.Cat fleas are going to the vet returns with positive results during the day.

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Elixir Vitae

AU fanfic set around the time of IWTB.

Find previous chapters here: Chapter I / Chapter II

Chapter III

“Fox?”

“Yes?”

“I need to ask you something,” she says and I can see she’s struggling with herself.

It’s the first time I’m in her room. Until now, we’ve met in the park or in the leisure room or on the terrace or in the little library or anywhere else is this goddamn clinic she’s not allowed to leave. When I got in today, I asked at the reception where she was in what we agreed on would be the standard procedure every time I wanted to meet her.

We did a lot of things together in the past three weeks. We took several strolls through the park (she wants to keep an eye on that little duckling), played a few games of backgammon (a game I didn’t know she was so good at), I treated her ice cream at the clinic cafeteria (she still likes cookies-and-cream, I was happy to see something hasn’t changed), we read the paper together on a park bench in the sun (she handed me the sports section without asking and when I looked at her she just said, ‘I thought you’d be interested in sports.’), we even attended one of those stupid leisure activities the clinic offers and went to a pottery class together (she made a coffee mug, I made a fruit bowl).

Once in a while, she asks me how my wife is doing and my pulse always skyrockets because I’m supposed to make up a white lie. I hate lying to her, but Dr. Pratt isn’t getting tired of telling me her memory needs to come back on its own, that I mustn’t tell her who I am.

If it only wasn’t so damn hard.

I catch myself staring at her when she’s not looking, silently praying she doesn’t notice my gaze. If she does, I hope she does not read my infinite love and devotion for her in my eyes, nor the pain which keeps holding my heart hostage. Sometimes, I sit on my hands because they threaten to touch her in a way they’re not allowed to and in places they’re not allowed either.

My time with her fills me with joy and sadness at the same time.

So I am here in her room now, looking around. It’s a very usually furnished room with a bed, a tiny desk, and a loveseat with a small coffee table meant to accommodate visitors she hasn’t had so far. Everything is functional, the ordinary furniture, the wipeable floor, the bathroom at the size of a telephone booth. No bath tub for my Scully, I bet she’s missing it a lot. No wonder she spends as much time outside of this room as possible.

I can’t help wondering why she’s called me in here today.

“What is it?” I ask, a bit apprehensive about what’s going to happen.

She hesitates, which deepens my gut feeling. She bites her lower lip like she always does when she’s nervous. What’s upsetting her this much?

“You’ll probably think I’m being silly, but I have to know.”

“Know what? You can ask me anything…Kelly.”

The name will never roll off my lips effortlessly.

“Okay. Uhm…”

She licks her lips, takes a deep inhale, then she locks eyes with me and her stare is so intense it makes me dizzy.

“Am I the person you’ve actually been visiting these past weeks?”

I’m shocked to hear her ask that. My heart forgets to beat for a long moment. I’m petrified and unable to look at her.

It’s very clear that it’s not her memory telling her but that it’s something she just assumes. I guess, my telltale behavior these past weeks has been too easy to decipher. Her brain is still able to put two and two together.

“Am I your wife, Fox?” she insists like Scully always insisted until I gave her the information about a case she knew I was hiding.

There’s no use in continuing the charade, so I stare at my feet and answer, “uh…yes, you are.”

“My name is Dana.”

It’s not a question, she just tells herself.

“Yes, Dana Katherine Scully. Doctor Dana Katherine Scully.”

She frowns. “Dana Katherine Scully,” she repeats slowly to get used to the sound, stretching every syllable, letting them dance on her tongue.

“Does that ring a bell?” I ask.

She shakes her head no. She massages her temples as if the pressure would set her brain into motion and provide her with the memories she so badly longs for. Then her demeanor changes from alert and curious to disenchanted and gloomy.

“No, it doesn’t. Of course not. Why would it?” she says in a tone so discouraged, it makes my heart convulse.

I so want to take her in my arms, tuck her head under my chin and whisper in her ear that everything’s going to be fine. But I don’t dare. She knows now that we’re a married couple, that we’re connected, but it’s just a fact to her. Like she knows that hydrogen and oxygen are connected in a water molecule. I mustn’t expect her to act on her newly acquired knowledge, as much as I want her to.

“You said my name was Doctor Scully. What kind of a doctor am I?”

“You’re a medical doctor. You initially specialized in the field of pathology but did your residency at a children’s ward later on. You’re a pediatrician now.”

She squints and furrows her brows. “The first time we met, you told me that I might be a doctor. You knew who I was from the start.”

I have to tell Dr. Pratt that she remembers what I told her all those weeks ago. Maybe that’s a good sign.

But wait a minute! Is she angry with me? Is she blaming me for not having told her who she was?

“Yes, you’re right. I mentioned you could be a doctor after you quoted medical facts about brain functions and the pathology of memory loss. You seemed so clueless about where this knowledge came from, I only tried to ease your mind,” I’m defending myself.

I don’t know whether it’s wise to say what I’m about to say, but something else she just said hit me to the core.The last weeks have been tugging at me. Every little remark of her that revealed her complete ignorance of who I am, of my feelings for her, and our history together had gnawed at my self-control to not shower her with information she’s not ready to cope with. And now I am at a point where I can take no more.

“And it wasn’t the first time we met,” I say to her.

She’s distracted, probably still marveling her becoming a pediatrician after having been a pathologist.

“I beg your pardon?”

“It wasn’t the first time we met,” I repeat and try to sound matter-of-fact and not heartbroken that I have to remind her. “The day I found you here and joined you on that bench. We’re married for five years and know each other for many more. Of course, I knew who you were.”

“If you knew who I was, why didn’t you tell me? Why did you lie to me for so long?”

“The doctors told me not to tell you anything. They said you needed the chance to remember yourself. The more I talked you into something, the lesser the chance you’d get your memories back, they warned me. And I didn’t lie to you. I said I was visiting my wife, and that was the truth.”

“You said she was sleeping or getting treatments or talking to the doctor whenever I asked you about her. Those were lies!”

Shit, she’s really worked up. Her voice is trembling, her tone is reproachful, and I can see she’s trying to keep angry tears at bay. I hope she won’t start crying.

Please, don’t cry! What am I supposed to do when you cry?

Don’t upset her, I hear Doctor Pratt tell me in the back of my head and I have the feeling I am doing just that right now.

“Okay, yes, those were lies. White lies, though. Little white lies. Doctor’s orders.”

I give her an apologetic one-shoulder shrug and try my pouty lower lip and puppy eyes on her. They’ve always done their job.

She looks at me and I’m relieved to see her face soften. Good, that hasn’t changed. She’s still susceptible to my I’m-so-sorry-but-I-can’t-help-it maneuver.

“It must have been very difficult for you to keep the charade up. To play that game.”

“It wasn’t a game,” I say mechanically. Not one I enjoyed playing anyway.

“No, I guess not. Sorry."

I hear sympathy threaded through her voice and it touches me deeply. I can’t believe that although she’s got so to deal with, she still finds the strength to care for others.

She sits down on the little loveseat in her room and pats on spot next to her. After I’ve lowered myself she takes my arm and puts it around her shoulder.

I am absolutely thrilled!

It’s the first time I’m allowed to touch her as her husband and not as a casual acquaintance, so I press her to my side and gently stroke her upper arm. When she puts her head on my shoulder and I can smell her hair, I’m in heaven. Her hair smells different, though. She’s not using her favorite shampoo, that’s for sure. How could she? She doesn’t remember what it is! I make a mental note to bring her her favorite brand. I have a started bottle sitting in our shower at home, one I sniffed at once in a while when I was in need of some of her.

I gladly notice that she relaxes into my chest. After a couple of minutes she needed to get used to the sensation, I assume, maybe digging for some kind of remembrance, she picks up our conversation.

"Tell me about our marriage, Fox. Do we have a good relationship?”

What an odd question that is!

I embrace her tighter and it feels good to have her this close.

“Yes, we have a very good relationship, actually. The best relationship I’ve ever had. We’re not only spouses but also best friends.”

“Why is my last name Scully and yours Mulder?”

“I’m not really fond of my first name, and when we started working together I asked you to call me Mulder and I called you Scully in return. We’ve gotten so used to it that we didn’t change it when we became involved, and we still go by it. To the bewilderment of other people I might add.”

“We work together?” She pulls away to look at me. “Are you also a doctor?”

“No. We were Special Agents with the FBI, working on unsolved mysterious cases called the X-Files.”

She pushes herself off my body to sit upright and shakes her head in disbelief.

“You’ve got to be kidding! I am an FBI agent? I thought you said I was a pediatrician.”

“You are a pediatrician. Now. But I also mentioned that you used to be a pathologist. A forensic pathologist, to be precise. That’s how they partnered us up. We were partners for eight years.”

“Wow! I don’t know what to say.”

“We left the Bureau six years ago due to circumstances that are too complicated for you to worry about now. You went back into the medical field and I started writing books.”

“Fiction or non-fiction?”

“Well, from my point of view, it’s non-fiction but a lot of people don’t share my opinion. Some even say it’s science-fiction,” I deadpan.

“Do I?”

“You?” I look at her. “Well, you…”

I don’t know how to explain to her what her indefinite trust and her unconditional loyalty has meant to me all those years. How the knowledge that she’d put herself on the line for me without as much as the blinking of an eye boosted me. She was the first person in my life, and has been the only one ever since, I knew I could always rely on no matter what, who always deemed it worth to listen to my theories and ideas, who always backed me up.

“You are awesome.”

“Hmm, that doesn’t really answer my question.”

She puts her head back on my shoulder.

“It answers every question,” I solely reply.

“So we’re deeply in love,” she figures.

“I would say so, yes.”

“You said you had a son. William. Was that the truth or a lie?”

Can we continue talking about how much we love each other, please?

“Do you want to know all at once?”

“If he is also my son, yes, I want to know.”

“Can we talk about our son some other time?"

I hope that by using the distinctive pronoun I’ve already answered her question. I can’t help but stiffen and I guess my voice reveals my uneasiness because she asks, "Is it a sad story?” and I only nod. I close my eyes to keep the tears that start pricking behind my eyelids from falling.

She poises for a moment, slowing down her respiration. I can see she’s taking inventory of her reminiscences. I’ve observed her hundreds of times in moments like these, moments of utmost focus, searching the remote parts of her brain for a scientific fact or a piece of knowledge she knew resided there somewhere. Right now, she’s fighting for another shred of her old life, and it’s so obvious how hard she tries until, at some point, she gives up. Her frown recedes, her neck muscles relax, and her vacant expression softens. She’s done thinking but her whole body posture tells me she hasn’t found what she was looking for.

Heaving a deep sigh, she finally shares her thoughts with me.

“I remember that when you told me your…our…son’s name, William, my heart felt heavy. It touched a chord within me, like something got short-circuited, but I couldn’t make anything of it. I still can’t. One day, you are going to tell me the whole story, aren’t you?”

I pull her a little closer.

“I will.”

“Just tell me one thing, Fox. Does he live?”

Although I can’t be a hundred percent sure, I answer, “yes, he lives.”

“Oh, good,” she whispers.

I’m relieved that it seems to be enough for her at the moment. I’m sure she’ll come back to it, and I will be as incapable of telling her the whole truth as I am now. If I could only spare her the details. It’d be something good coming out of this fucking amnesia after all if she were spared the memory of having been forced to give up her son.

“Would you like to kiss me?”

I can’t believe what she just asked me, but, God, yes!

“Uh…if you’re okay with it.”

“I guess I should, as your wife, I mean.”

She lifts her head off my shoulder once more and turns to sit opposite me. She takes my hands in hers and looks at them.

“You’ve got nice hands. Big and strong, but also soft and warm.”

She pulls one up to her cheek and lets me cup her face with it.

“Are you sure you want this?” I ask her and silently pray for her to say yes.

“We kissed before, didn’t we?”

“Sure.”

“Much?”

“Well, we weren’t exactly lovey-dovey teenagers who made out always and everywhere, but yes, we kissed quite a bit.”

“Okay then, let’s do it.”

Now that does remind me of my early teenage years when fourteen-year-old Laura Fitch and I decided to practice some French-kissing in her treehouse. She had closed her eyes, had pursed her lips, and when I hesitated she said, 'C'mon Fox, let’s just get it over and done with!’ I hope Scully just doesn’t want to get it over and done with.

“You don’t owe me,” I assure her.

“I know. I want to.”

I think she really does. Maybe she’s curious what our kissing was like, maybe she thinks it might bring back some memories.

Jesus, I hope it does!

Her skin is so soft under my palm. I lean toward her, slowly, and she tilts her head to meet me. And then our lips touch and I’m electrified. A shiver runs through my entire body and I close my eyes to enjoy the moment. It’s exactly the same sensation as when we last kissed. She feels the same, tastes the same.

Oh, how I want to put my tongue into her mouth, to savor her completely!

However, I’m afraid to push too far, so it’s only my lips on hers. It’s a heavenly sensation still. For a regular kiss, it takes quite long, but I cannot bring myself to break it. Who knows when I’ll get another chance, if ever. So I pull back just a little to change the angle, then I press my mouth on hers again.

I feel her hands on my neck, a touch so feathery it almost slips my attention. And then she parts her lips.

She really and truly parts her lips and invites me in!

I have to muster up all my willpower not to dart in forcefully all the way up to her throat. I’m kind of proud of myself that I manage to gently let the tip of my tongue find its way into her mouth, licking and nibbling at her lower lip the way she likes it. When I move on, I am thrilled when I feel her welcoming me. Our tongues touch and I think I can hear a silent moan escaping her mouth.

What a wonderful sound!

I brush along the insides of her cheeks and can’t keep myself from tickling her palate.

Oh my God, this too good to be true! I’m kissing my Scully, I really am!

She’s not responding as passionately as I’m used to, but I take what I get. I’m starting to get aroused which isn’t a good thing because it leaves my brain dysfunctional as all the blood is on its way downward to another body part. An increase of passion has been set in motion and there’s nothing I can do about it. I’m a slave to my desires, I simply have to kiss her harder, have to entwine my hungry tongue with hers, have to suck in her lower lip, have to press our mouths together. All I manage is to keep my hands from grabbing her breasts, instead, they squeeze her waist and pull her closer.

She reciprocates to some extent, but at a certain point, she stiffens. Her hands are leaving my neck and are placed on my chest, and they push me away. Gently, but with determination.

I overdid it! I’m such a dickweed! Why did I have to overdo it?

When we pull apart, her lips are swollen and I can read from her face that she feels overpowered. I bet now she regrets her offer to have let me kiss her.

What if she never allows me to kiss her again?

Somehow I hoped my kiss would bring back some memories, that kissing me she would remember me. Remember us.

You might have gotten a little above yourself, Mulder! As if one of your kisses could do what numerous sessions of therapy and the most sophisticated medication administered by the best doctors aren’t able to accomplish!

“Oh my,” she breathes, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, “you were a bit desperate, weren’t you?”

“Sorry! I’m so sorry, Scully, I…I got a little carried away.”

“A little?”

“Okay, maybe more than a little. I’m truly sorry. I didn’t mean to be so rough. It’s just that, I, uh…I missed you.”

“That was obvious.”

She’s tucking her hair behind her ears with both hands now.

“Don’t get me wrong, Fox, it was nice and I enjoyed it. You’re a good kisser, which makes me congratulate myself on my taste in men, but it was just a bit too frenzied for me in the end.”

“Sure, sure! I’m sorry! I’m so sorry!”

Stammering your apologies over and over again won’t make it any better! You’re such an idiot!

Wait! Did she say that I was a good kisser and that she enjoyed it?

I stare at her and something in my eyes must’ve appealed to her, for the uneasiness is gone from her face and she smiles at me.

“It’s okay, don’t worry. I’ll get over it,” she chuckles. “Actually, I hoped I would feel something. Something…familiar.”

So she had the same hopes like me.

“I take it you didn’t.”

She shakes her head apologetically and looks at me, desperation and sadness etched into her face. She averts her eyes and I hope she won’t proceed to cry now. I lift her chin to make her look at me.

“Everything’s gonna be fine, Scully!”

It’s interesting how easily I got rid of her alias name. I’ve already forgotten what I called her those last few weeks.

I have her back! I have my Scully back!

“We take it one step at a time. We have all the time in the world.”

“What if I never remember you?”

“Then I’ll make you fall in love with all over again,” I tell her with as much confidence in my voice as I can gather.

She looks me in the eye, an amused smirk on her face. Her eyebrow is taking a hike which is so Scully that I have to laugh.

She’s definitely in there.

My Scully is locked in there somewhere, she hasn’t become someone else, like the doctors predicted was possible. She’s still my beloved Scully, and I don’t care how much time it takes to let her morph back into her previous persona.

I don’t fucking care!

to be continued

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Coping with Cookie Bite Hearing Loss

There are many different types of hearing loss, and people from all walks of life can experience sudden or gradual hearing loss caused by a variety of factors. One rare form of hearing loss is called cookie bite, named for the curved shape of the audiogram result which resembles a cookie with a bite taken out of it. It can also be called soup plate or U-shaped hearing loss. What is Cookie Bite Hearing Loss? Cookie bite hearing loss affects the mid-range hearing frequencies, and people who suffer from it can often hear high and low frequency sounds well. The condition is permanent and no cure is available, but the right hearing aid can help. Unfortunately, the mid-range frequency sounds are what we’re most comfortable listening to and include normal conversation and the sound from TV and radio. That means that people with cookie bite hearing loss will have trouble following conversations and hearing ‘normal’ everyday sounds, which makes life very difficult. The Causes of Cookie Bite Hearing Loss Heredity plays a big part in cookie bite hearing loss and most people are born with it. However, it may not be diagnosed until the person is at least in their 30s because they haven’t noticed any symptoms until then. It can be picked up in children by routine hearing tests at school, and when it’s discovered, it’s usually suggested that the parents also have a hearing test, which can reveal one or both parents have it. In very rare cases, it can be caused by damage or disease, but it’s mostly genetic. Cookie Bite Hearing Loss Treatment Once you’ve been diagnosed with cookie bite hearing loss, a hearing aid can help you to hear more clearly by amplifying the mid-range frequencies. The hearing aid needs to only increase the mid-range sounds because the wearer can already hear lower and higher sounds, so increasing their volume could become unbearable. Hearing aid technology has improved much over the last decade, and specialist hearing aids for conditions like cookie bite hearing loss now enable the wearer to adjust their device for more comfortable listening. It’s important to seek treatment as soon as you’re aware of the condition because it can worsen with time and age and needs to be regularly monitored. Your Independent Hearing Clinic At Health and Hearing, we have more than 30 years of experience working with veterans, seniors and working Australians. We understand that seeking help for diminishing hearing can be embarrassing and stressful, but we’re here to help you with this sensitive issue. A hearing test performed by an independent hearing clinic such as Health and Hearing can diagnose and quickly get you started with the right cookie bite hearing loss treatment. Call us on (07) 3366 9355 or contact us online to discuss your hearing concerns and book a free no-obligation hearing test and consultation.

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Coping with Cookie Bite Hearing Loss

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Cookie Bite Hearing Loss – Symptoms, Causes and Treatment

What is Cookie Bite Hearing Loss?

Cookie bite hearing loss is a form of sensorineural hearing loss. It is associated with impairment and a loss of hearing to mid-frequency sounds. The name originates from the audiogram, as someone suffering from this type of hearing loss has an audiogram curve that looks like a cookie with a bite taken out of it. Hearing at low and high frequencies are fine, but the middle range sounds are impaired, reflecting a dipping audiogram curve.

Cookie bite hearing loss is also often simply referred to as “mid-range hearing loss.”

With this type of hearing loss, it can be very difficult to make sense of the real world, as certain sounds come through loudly, while other sounds may be impaired and not heard. For example, someone with cookie bite hearing loss may struggle to follow a conversation, but may pick up loud high frequency sounds in the background. This creates a very uneven interpretation of sound and the surrounding environment.

Most comfortable sounds are mid-frequency and as a result, not being able to hear these sounds make social interactions and listening very difficult. Listening to someone talk, watching the TV, listening to music, and most daily interactions, are all going to be impacted by a loss of mid-frequency sounds.

Reverse Cookie Bite Hearing Loss

An audiogram will also show evidence of someone suffering from what is known as “reverse cookie bite hearing loss.” This form of hearing loss is identified by an opposite curve of regular cookie bite hearing loss. Mid frequency sounds are normal, while low and high frequencies are impaired. This creates a bell-shaped curve on an audiogram.

Symptoms of Cookie Bite Hearing Loss

One of the problems with cookie bite hearing loss is the fact that the symptoms can be hard to identify at an early stage. Although present from child birth, the condition may not be noticed until much later in life. This means having regular hearing tests as a child, right through to adulthood, is recommended to spot any indicators from an audiogram.

It can progress over time, so it is important to get on top of the condition as soon as possible.

We can’t diagnose such a condition simply from anecdotal and patient interpretation of their hearing. There are a wide range of types of hearing loss and it wouldn’t be clear if hearing impairment was cookie bite or something else, without first having a hearing test and using an audiogram. Sensorineural hearing loss and damage to hearing cells may also create hearing impairment that creates similarly uneven hearing.

Causes of Cookie Bite Hearing Loss

Cookie bite hearing loss is regarded as being a generically inherited condition. Unlike many other types of hearing loss that are caused by damage to the hearing cells, cookie bite hearing loss is largely associated with a genetic disposition resulting in this inability to hear mid frequency sounds.

Due to the cause coming from genetics, it is important for children who have any family member with the condition to get their hearing tested. There is an increased chance of a child inheriting the condition if either parent or a close relative has it.

Similarly, if a child is diagnosed with the condition, parents may often be surprised to find out they also have the condition, without every realising it. As problems with hearing often don’t become apparent until 30s-40s, it can go under the radar for a long time.

Cookie bite hearing loss is a form of sensorineural hearing loss. This refers to hearing impaired due to problems with the inner ear or associated nerve pathways.

Treatment of Cookie Bite Hearing Loss

Unfortunately, cookie bite hearing loss can’t be cured. As a result, the best form of treatment is with a hearing aid. It is important to find a hearing aid suitable for the amplification of mid-frequency sounds. Unlike other types of hearing loss, general amplification of sounds is not an effective form of treatment as the low and high frequencies will become too loud and unbearable.

Special hearing aids that can pick up and amplify mid-frequency sounds, as well as potentially limiting low and high frequencies, mean those who suffer from cookie bite hearing loss can have dramatically improved hearing.

Most hearing treatment is designed for total loss of hearing or high frequencies. This means treatment for mid-range frequencies is somewhat limited in comparison.

Cookie bite hearing loss is a very personal condition and a result, there isn’t one particular hearing aid setting that will solve the problems. Instead, it requires hearing professionals to work closely with the patient and test different methods of amplifying and limiting various frequencies until the patient feels their hearing is comfortable. One of the main focuses is to control the high and low frequencies as much as improving the mid frequencies, otherwise it can cause extreme discomfort.

Although the condition hasn’t received as much attention as other types of hearing loss, due to its rarity, modern hearing aids with lots of functionality are more likely to help improve cookie bite hearing.

You will also need each ear testing and a hearing aid optimised for each ear. The condition may result in relative similarities between both ears, or you may find one ear needs different setting from the other. To get the perfect solution to the hearing loss relies more on trial and error more than other forms of hearing loss, however, this simply reflects the complexities of the condition.

As the condition can worsen as you age, it is important to have regular check-ups and hearing tests to ensure your hearing aid is appropriately set to maximise your particular requirements.

Cookie Bite Hearing Loss and Hearing Solutions UK

If you’d like to learn more about cookie bite hearing loss, or book yourself an appointment with one of our hearing experts, simply get in touch today. We can help provide a professional hearing assessment and help you understand what type of hearing loss you have. From cookie bite hearing loss to any other type, we are here to help and here to ensure you get the service and products needed to enjoy better hearing.

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Can you really change your life in a week? We tried... with surprising results

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Can you really change your life in a week? We tried... with surprising results

Can’t sleep? Burnt out? Gut hell? We hear you. It’s time to take a holiday for your health…

The gut health transformer: By Alessandra Steinherr

For years, my stomach problems have dictated what I wear (always loose over the tummy), and left me doubled over with cramps. I’ve tried most DIY diagnostics, from colonics (temporarily effective, but horrid) to cutting out food groups (short-lived bloat relief), but found no long-term solution. After another meeting smiling through the pain, I knew I had to get to the bottom of this.

The lowdown: This was no job for a spa; it was time to get serious and head to a medical resort: VIVAMAYR Altaussee, in the Austrian Alps. I ate boiled potatoes and vegetable broth for a week. It was monotonous, but surprisingly soothing on the stomach. I kept myself busy so I didn’t think about food – I swam, walked and even gritted my teeth through the daily dose of Epsom Salts. They’re difficult to swallow, but they do lead to proper elimination of waste. My daily check-in with the doctor for abdominal manipulation reassured me I was in safe hands, the amazing spa treatments kept my spirits up and visits to the infrared sauna ensured a good night’s sleep. Plus, food intolerance tests found my body couldn’t take casein, the protein in milk and other dairy products. Finally, a reason for the pain!

Zen moment: A blissful change of scene each day walking the hour-and-a-half circle around the beautiful Lake Altaussee – it was my moving meditation and kept me focused. Also a must: an osteopathy session with miracle-worker Michael Kreis, and a facial with Tarryn Warren. Your skin will never look better.

I cleared my gut and cured my infertility

Get me out of here: The worst part was ditching the two coffees I rely on daily. VIVAMAYR recommended I cut them out before the retreat and I should have done as I was told. Ouch! The headaches kicked in, but they gave me painkillers at my lowest point to ease the pain.

Life-changing lessons: No more lunching at my desk. I take a break, focusing on chewing each bite (they recommend 30-40 times). It takes some getting used to, but it means I eat less as it takes so long to finish. My digestion started to settle. By switching from raw to cooked food in the evenings, the bloating has subsided. And I’m still allowed my beloved coffee – just without milk as it’s easier to digest.

Back home, the improvements have continued: no more cramps and I can wear high-waisted trousers. I feel more energetic and although weight-loss wasn’t my motivation, I have lost 3kgs. Yes, I might slip once in a while, but now I know how to get back on track.

The details: Prices start from approx £212 per night per person; a stay of seven nights is recommended to see results from the programme. vivamayr.com

Mastering mindfulness: By Kate Leaver

I live with bipolar, and last year wrote my first book through a fairly gnarly depressive episode. I somehow managed to make it to 83,399 words on a serious deficit of serotonin, but by the time I’d finished, I was relieved and triumphant but totally depleted. I found myself downing cookies for comfort, my skin broke out and I realised I was burnt out.

The lowdown: I jumped on a train to The Sharpham Trust, a rambling 18th-century house sat on a hill above the River Dart in Devon. Four days at a retreat designed specifically for people with ‘burnout’ felt like a gift. I was ready to learn how to meditate and be mindful, but not prepared for the emotional journey I was about go on. In my group of 20, I meditated four times a day, went on long walks, ate hearty vegetarian meals, learnt skills to cope with burnout, got vulnerable in group sessions, did Tai Chi and observed silence for hours a day.

Zen moment: Sitting meditation can be peaceful, tranquil, centering. It can also be really difficult to concentrate, especially when someone next to you is snoring. For me, the best type of meditation was walking meditation, where you focus on breathing and the forward movement of your body. I walked the 25 steps between two trees purposefully yet peacefully, over and over, listening to my own thoughts and breathing out my anxieties. I loved it.

Get me out of here: So, around day three, it got too much for me. We did an exercise where we had to pair up, lean our hands against the other person’s and practise saying “NO” over and over again until we meant it. It was supposed to test our boundaries, but for me, it just brought up memories of a traumatic time when I didn’t get the chance to say “no”, and I felt shaken by the whole exercise. As is my way, I retreated to my room and slept it off for several hours. I wanted nothing more than to get back on that train, but I pushed through, meditated some more and forced myself to feel the courage of the people around me.

Life-changing lessons: My friends rave about meditation, but I’ve always jokingly rolled my eyes and thought that a bit of silent sitting around couldn’t be life-changing. But I may have been converted. Starting the day with 20 still, silent minutes of introspection seems like a far healthier thing to add to my morning ritual, rather than refreshing Twitter.

How to meditate (even when you really can’t be bothered)

We learnt a deeply helpful little mantra, too: “May I be safe. May I be kind to myself. May I accept myself the way I am.” I fully intend to chant those sentences every time I’m tempted to listen to a self-deprecating taunt of my own – and I suspect that could be genuinely life-changing. As I left my new friends at the end of the week, everyone seemed calmer and more at peace with themselves. I believe it takes diligent, emotional homework over time to truly change your life, but I got a helluva headstart on this loving, elucidating retreat.

The details: The Sustaining Ourselves: Breaking Free From Burnout retreat at The Sharpham House starts from £375 per person for four nights, including food and activities. sharphamtrust.org; thetrainline.com*

The sleep reset: By Sophie Qureshi

I haven’t had quality sleep in years. I often lie awake until 2 or 3am, my mind whirring. When my alarm goes off in the morning, I’d trade my Gucci loafers for an extra hour in bed. I always look really tired, and if I skip blusher, people start asking if I’m feeling OK. I’ve tried everything from listening to whale sounds (creepy) to drenching my bed linen with lavender pillow mists, but I’m still no closer to nailing eight hours a night.

The lowdown: When I heard about the retreat at The Capra Hotel in Saas-Fee, Switzerland, I jumped at the chance. Designed by a neuroscientist and other experts, the programme addresses everything from physical fitness, nutrition and thought patterns to ‘sleep hygiene’. There’s no lying in, with energising pre-breakfast exercises, then a quad-testing, three-hour hike. Afternoons are more leisurely, with a gentle yoga session to down-regulate the nervous system.

I do yoga twice a week and it’s totally transformed my body and health

Meals were tailored to enhance my zzzs, with sugar-free menus. The beautiful presentation distracted me from the smaller portions – it made me realise it’s often my mind eating more than my body needs. While there wasn’t a strict digital detox, I did sign a pledge to turn off my phone after dinner so the blue light wouldn’t affect my production of melatonin. Instead of my usual Instagram scroll, evenings were taken up with meditation and massages in the spa. Then, after some WelleCo Sleep Well Calming Tea, I curled up in my Alpine-chic suite, ready for sleep.

Zen moment: Gently coming around in the candlelit yoga studio and realising I’d drifted off during a yoga nidra session. The practice is supposed to take you to a state of deep relaxation between waking and sleeping but it was so effective, I was out for the count. Thankfully, I’m told I didn’t snore.

Get me out of here: The hardest part was walking past all the windows of Saas-Fee’s chocolate shops. Cutting out sugar in the name of good slumber is one thing, but doing it in the land of the Toblerone was a real test.

Life-changing lessons: One of the most effective tricks I learnt to stop my thoughts racing before bed was alternate nostril breathing: close your left nostril with your right thumb and inhale through the right nostril. Pause, then alternate and hold the right nostril as you exhale through the left. After ten cycles, I forget what I’ve been worrying about.

I’ve also realised daytime choices impact my sleep, from making sure I’m active enough to eating dinner early, so I don’t flop into bed feeling stuffed. Another take-home was how damaging screen time is, so instead of using my phone to wake me up, I’ve bought an alarm clock to avoid getting sucked into WhatsApp before bed. The biggest difference is waking up at the same time each day, to keep my body clock balanced. It means I get an extra half a day of weekend!

The details: The Summer Peak Health Core Retreat starts at £5,640 per person for one week, including full board, health, nutrition and lifestyle assessments and a Sleep Improvement Kit. peakhealthretreat.com

This article appeared in GLAMOUR Magazine’s Spring bi-annual

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The First Lone Gunman Soldier

A household man and a soldier make for a lonely combine. Being away from your family at vacation time and particular dates like birthdays and anniversaries is dangerous enough. However if you find yourself used to the tastes of dwelling and are given rations which can be merely sustenance every day every chew can carry on a state of melancholy.

One lucky soldier serving in Bagdad lately acquired a welcome package from home. It appears that evidently his loving household, who're originally from Italy and now reside in America, have enjoyed the delicacies of My Little Style of Italy for generations. When the owner, often known as Mama Gloria, traveled along with her household to the previous country to go to her grandparent's villages, her ardour to bake and serve authentic cookies and desserts from her heritage was ignited.

The two families, from Italy, met in Pittsburg, Pennsylvania at an Italian-Presbyterian Church in the early 1900s. The pastor of that church, Italian himself, worked tirelessly to provide a haven for Italian immigrants the place they could hold on to their roots and traditions whereas studying the language and the ways of their new house in America.

When World War II broke out Gloria Mount's father became a baker and cook for the US Army. After which the household moved to Whittier, California, where in 1961 they opened D'Eliso's Bakery. The second family settled in Spokane, Washington. All through the years the families have remained shut and now the fourth generation Italian households have pulled together for the sake of their soldier son.

As a single father of a valuable 4 year outdated son, being away during the holidays is particularly tough. What Frank (as I shall call him to guard his complete platoon from begging him for a bite) obtained was a special, delicately wrapped, package deal of true Italian biscotti. When you've got by no means loved this earthly delight you've got by no means tasted true biscotti. Frank states that, "it is not the laborious cookie that American's know, but reasonably a agency, but comfortable, flavorful cookie.

While the unique taste is pine nuts and anise, together, Mama Gloria and her daughter Liz, have discovered a strategy to incorporate some extra Italian flavors in her mix. Once I contacted them to find out what they'd up their sleeve Gloria knowledgeable me that since Frank particularly enjoyed his previous country deal with, she has created two new flavors that she will probably be packaging in a very unique method for Valentine's Day supply.

This new providing is available in two flavors; the Grand Marnier dipped in wealthy, Italian chocolate, and their Spumoni flavored biscotti drizzled with the same. For those that wish to add a little bit spice to the combo, one more twist to an outdated favourite has been created. Florentine cookies have been given an entire new zing with the addition of chocolate chips, espresso beans and cayenne pepper to the usual slivered almonds. This various Valentine special has been aptly named "Sizzling Mommas" and is bound to spice up your loved ones life.

What units My Little Taste of Italy aside is not only the true outdated world recipes however the added contact created by their special presentation. Their Valentine bundle, I am advised, can be packed in with an assortment of fun gadgets like wedding favor bubbles and wax lips. "I'm sure this present pack will spark the fireplace in the one you love this Valentine's Day," states Gloria.

She further informs me that now that she has examined the waters with overseas transport she will likely be creating other special, soldier friendly, delicacies to delight our combating forces each at home and abroad. I'm sure that Frank and his soldier buddies will all admire hearing that reality. Not solely is My Little Taste of Italy creating such unique presents for our preventing forces, however they ease the burden on the family at home by together with the transport in the associated fee so that the family does not need to foot that further expense when transport to their members of the family serving overseas.

Plenty of troopers returning home from wars have become alcoholics. It's true that the loneliness as well as the pressure while out within the battle field makes soldiers resort to consuming sprees, alcohol dependency and sometimes drug dependency.

Soldiers should remember though that the abuse of alcohol as well as the misuse of medicines or medication may result to dangerous and risky behaviors that embrace however will not be limited to pub fights, spousal abuse, even unexpected deaths so it's a must to have interaction in responsible ingesting. Under are some suggestions that might help one drink responsibly:

Before consuming and in the midst of consuming, ensure that your stomach has meals as a result of eating food with starch and high protein will decelerate the speed of the effects of alcohol hitting you.

Drink slowly but certainly as quick consuming will make the drinker more intoxicated. Ingesting no a couple of drink every hour will outcome to the drinker not being drunk quick

Strive ingesting non alcoholic drinks in between your consumption of alcoholic drinks as this may end result to alcoholic drinks not having a better impact on you.

Keep in mind this HALT! That is simple to remember and stands for "Never Drink when you have the next emotions: Hungry, Offended, Lonely, or Drained."

And naturally, allow us to not neglect (although it could be a cliche, it may possibly save lives). Don't drink and drive. Always guantee that the one that can be driving the vehicle is sober, in any other case, simply take a cab or any other public transportation.

Following the following pointers will show you how to (soldiers) avoid alcohol abuse as well as symptoms or illnesses partnered with alcoholism similar to: PTSD. PTSD or Post Traumatic Stress Dysfunction when coupled with alcoholism will robotically cause a lot of bother. It's a sort of tension disorder that normally results from trauma that comes from bodily damage, a serious risk of loss of life or the demise of somebody shut. As early because the sixth century BC, PTSD has been noticed in war veterans.

It has been noticed that folks with PTSD have a greater danger of developing alcoholism and most alcoholics are even diagnosed with the stated disease. Round eighty p.c of struggle veterans undergoing treatment for PTSD have been detected with alcohol abuse disorders. These individuals have a tendency to commit suicide as soon as they grow to be depressed especially if they're over the age of sixty five. Binge drinking can also be a frequent activity in soldiers/veterans as it's used as a instrument to overlook traumatic recollections for a brief time period.

Alcoholism additionally disrupts your relationship together with your partner and may lead to violence as it is evident in spousal abuse committed by intoxicated soldiers. Except for conflicts, problems in intimacy have additionally been observed. PTSD symptoms are stimulated extra with alcoholism. The results of Lone Soldier PTSD treatments are also lessened by alcohol abuse. Soldiers amongst all professionals have the great duty of avoiding alcoholism. It's a must to observe ideas in avoiding too much drinking not only for your safety but in addition for the security of your family members and the people who look as much as you.

Lone Star is one among my all time favourites from the New Wave of British Heavy Metallic era. Arguably not strictly NWOBHM nonetheless they had been around at the time and they rocked so that's good enough for me.

Heavy riffs, strong melodies, hovering keyboards, funky bass and rock strong drumming. Plus the emerging talent of Paul "Tonka" Chapman and John Sloman. Just a brief two album profession - however what fantastic two albums they were. Not a weak track on both and the Bells of Berlin/Ballad of Artful Jack opening salvo on Firing On All Six (second album) still makes the backbone tingle.

So who had been Lone Star? Nicely they came out of Wales in the mid-70s. Vocalist Kenny Driscoll, the dual guitars of Paul Chapman and Tony Smith, Pete Hurley on bass, Rick Worsnop on keys and Dixie Lee behind the drums.

That was the line-up who lower their debut self-titled offering produced by the legendary Roy Thomas-Baker and issued on CBS. Great stuff it was too - some notably crunching (yet melodic) riffs on cuts reminiscent of Spaceships, Lonely Soldier and Flying within the Reel for example. Completely top notch stuff though I never really took to Driscolls singing model. Approach too excessive. Nonetheless a 5 star album and I would wager their's by no means been a more unusual cover of a Beatles track than Lone Star's cover of She Said She Stated.

That debut saw some success making the UK album charts and a spot as support to Mott the Hoople and a tour with "Uncle" Ted Nugent.

Better was to comply with with Firing On All Six. This noticed the departure of Driscoll to get replaced by John Sloman. Such a powerful voice full of range. Not in contrast to Robert Plant in many ways for my part. And it was a positive launch.

As above, the Bells of Berlin/Crafty Jack opener is quite exceptional. Thumping drumming/keyboard lead intro when Sloman hits high gear for an epic. This melds in to The Ballad of Artful Jack and away we go. Eight basic cuts all a combination of the heavy, melodic and funky. Ahead of its time.

The success didn't arrive in the bucketloads it should have although regardless of main vital recognition. Chapman got the call from UFO when Michael Schenker wobbled and though work began on a 3rd album it never noticed the light of day and Lone Star was no more.

Chapman and Sloman loved excessive profile careers and the remainder gigged here and there with various bands though the basic Lone Star were lost. Chapman did "uncover" the demos of what was supposed to be the third album and this was released beneath the title of Using High.

Is it credible that a twelve year previous lady would be despatched to a reform faculty for aiding and abetting a warfare felony killed during an escape after having been harbored secretly in garage hideout? Is it conceivable that two parents could possibly be so hateful towards one daughter and not the other? Is it possible that grandparents could be so diametrically opposite the dad and mom of their grandchildren with no logical cause?

Is it believable that a mum or dad could so savagely beat his youngster with out struggling some repercussions even from a viciously repugnant small-city society identified for its close-knit household ties? Is it so acceptable for a twelve 12 months outdated to have the ability to lie so simply that the consequences of those lies are allowed to dictate patterns of habits? These situations are highly unlikely in any realistic depiction of life even within the early twentieth century.

The isolated emergence of the Boy Scouts as a viable force in such a important state of affairs dealing with nationwide security is laughable. Ms. Inexperienced must have thought so, too, as a result of they weren't talked about again. In the identical ludicrous vein, the concept of parading a troop of POW's right into a city already deeply sensitive and risky with roots replete with racial hatred seems actually inconceivable. Despite these issues, the story does clearly tackle the conflict Patty Bergen endures in attempting to find out whether she must be true to her personal emotions or acquire the a lot deserved consideration she craves from parents who seem incapable of being something however abusers.

Patty displays the natural tendency to love her youthful sibling, Sharon, and exhibits genuine anger from the frustration of understanding Sharon is extra cherished and appreciated than she is. However, love is stronger than hate. Even at her tender age, Sharon shows these traits true to the behavior of the manipulative child who knows the way to use her position to the greatest advantage. But, she is merely a supporting character as the main focus stays on Patty, her dedication to righteousness, and the seek for reality.

The irony is punctuated by the lies which get Patty into her difficulties in addition to out of them.

Ruth is the safety web with which Patty is ready to overcome the complexity of her difficulties. She is actual with the sensitivity that must be attributable to at the least one of many mother and father. Her deep perception guided Patty by ordeals to be expected solely of older kids. The proliferation of lies ought to have resulted in more extreme consequences thereby delineating the truth that lies, even when advised for noble purposes, mustn't result in beneficence. Such a lesson was never discovered.

It took seven chapters before prompting the escape of Anton via an unlikely ploy utilizing manifest greed for a supposedly precious nugatory bauble. However, the sudden transition Anton underwent to turn out to be a harbored POW instead of escapee under the spell of a pre-teenager baffles me. It is comprehensible why Patty desired Anton, however it is delusional to think that Mr. Reiker could presumably be persuaded by someone as young as Patty to place themselves in the type of hazard so grievous it killed him. It's apparent that Anton was created more to show Patty lessons of life somewhat than to profit from her indiscretions. It appeared such a waste to have Anton die without a resolution to Patty's emotional upheavals.

Charlene Madlee gave direction and purpose to Patty, however she only served as a refreshing sip where a stifling thirst demanded greater than the sporadic gems of sagacious epigrams that emerged nearly as if on demand and on cue. Patty miraculously survives the cruel beatings that permeate the text relentlessly begging for a respite not forthcoming. But, after eighteen chapters, the theme is lastly expressed too late to be effective. The truth that her loyalties induced her issues does not clarify how teenagers ought to deal with their difficulties. Too much time was spent beating the child quite than the child beating her problems.

Bette Greene had good intentions to address problems of unfounded hate learned by youth from their households and atmosphere. But, too much emphasis was positioned on parental abuse with out excuse and the benefits of mendacity for good reason. Patty's ethical fiber was too strong to must suffer by means of such a desolate denouement the place only wicked, immoral antagonists ought to be doomed to endure such lonely unfulfillment of the lack of household, mates, and future.

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