Radio

Wayo (meaning radio) was the very first word spoken by my very first baby. It later segued to “ralio.” Believe me, I remember it well. She spoke little until well past 4 years old. So, I remember the progress or lack of it. She was a restless child and the soft droning from the radio seemed to bring her comfort, especially after my own voice failed after hours of reassuring her that being in this world was OK. The radio was also safe. It did not move and it did not reach out to her.

I must have inherited this habit from my child because listening to the radio is how I spend my restless nights. Sleep has always been difficult for me and recent news articles about the dangers of inadequate sleep also help to keep me awake. However, I decided to stop worrying about it and just enjoy the restful time listening to book reviews, movie critics, short stories, scientific speculations, and whatever NPR (National Public Radio) could offer. I don’t listen to music. I always use my ear buds so as not to disturb my husband. He has the most amazing talent for sleeping. I have clocked him at 10 seconds from hitting the pillow to snoring. I am jealous! Anyway, I learn lots of things that are good for dinner table conversations.

After we moved to our comfortable Brookdale environment, we made an unfortunate discovery. Radio reception here is terrible! It is not only terrible, it is mostly non-existent. What to do? Modern technology came to my rescue in the form of Internet radio. Instead of tuning my radio to 82.222 (or some other not remembered number) I use my iPad to connect to WGBH.org (Boston) or WHYY.org (Philadelphia) or KDFC.org (San Francisco), or WPLN.org (Nashville). Then there is www.dumb.com/oldtimeradio (self-explanatory). Also, www.tunein.com can lead to a wide array of content from around the world. Try it, you’ll like it!

In truth, I do not remember all of what I hear because I do eventually drift off. Now, if only I could remember the details from that program on how to get more sleep.

Betty Ago

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Betty is a real person who resides in one of our Brookdale entry fee communities. The views and opinions expressed in this blog are those of the author and do not necessarily reflect those of Brookdale Senior Living.

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