When I took WCK to her four-year checkup at the pediatrician's office last month, she completely failed the hearing test in her left ear. They had her wear a pair of headphones, and a voice told her to point to different pictures on a big piece of cardboard. She just sat there doing nothing and looking a little confused. The doctor looked in her ears and said there was a lot of wax in there, so that was probably the problem. I'd never noticed that WCK had any signs of hearing loss. She talks nonstop and has a pretty big vocabulary. Still, we were pretty freaked out, because Jay has a hearing loss, and we have no idea if it is hereditary.
So, the doctor sent me home with some drops to put in WCK's ears, and we had her re-checked yesterday. The drops apparently did not work at all, so they had to squirt water into her ears with a giant syringe. She was extremely brave during this procedure, and, my goodness (and please stop reading the rest of this sentence if you are easily grossed out), the entire supply closet from Madame Tussauds fell out of her ears.
She then passed her hearing test with flying colors, and the doctor gave her a popsicle. All the way home, she kept asking me, "Mommy, why is everything so loud?" If that's not bad enough, this morning I explained to her yet again that the doctor took the wax out of her ears to help her hear better.
"I want to go back to the doctor and have her put the wax back in, so everything's not so loud!" she cried.
Oh, dear. I guess she was much happier in her muffled little world.