RE: The Peanut Song Saga

[Guest guest]

Music seems to be one of the last things lost to that terrible disease.

Nan

In a message dated 1/27/2006 4:09:22 PM Mountain Standard Time,

Sprest2427@... writes:

Nan,

What a touching story. It brought tears to my eyes. My mother in law has

Alzheimer's so I know how wonderful it is when you find something that they

recognize and can enjoy during the later stages.

I'm glad Greg suggested you share this with us.

Nan Rosen

_www.rosetwig.com_ (http://www.rosetwig.com/)

[Guest guest]

Nan,

You just brought tears to my eyes! You should send this story to Reader's

Digest!

Blessings,

Laurie in TN

[Guest guest]

Oh what a touching story! Brought tears to my eyes! This is why we

say, " cherish the memories " .

Beautiful

>

> On another list, a friend and I were discussing our cochlear

implants. I

> thouthe you might be interested in my story.

>

>

>

>

>

> At Greg's request, I am reposting this note I first sent to

DB-GoldenPoetry.

> Greg and I both have cochlear implants:

>

> One thing my implant did for me is make it possible to communicate

with my

> family. My husband knew sign language, and that is one reason we

got on so

> well and married. Of the rest of my family, only my brother and

his wife and

> sons know sign language. Most other family members never even

thought about

> learning to sign. My parents tried, but my father never got the

hang of it.

> He simply could not learn a new language and they both gave it up.

The one

> sign he did learn was " I love you. "

>

> I received my Cochlear Implant in December of 1988 and it was

activated

> January of 1989. Dr. Jon Shallop of the Denver Ear Institute told

my father

> that I might have difficulty understanding words at first. If that

happened, he

> should try singing a song I might remember from my childhood. He said

> people who once heard like I did used their memories of sound to

learn to hear

> again with the implant.

>

> Three days after the implant was turned on, I still only heard

static and

> loud noises. My family gathered in the living room to help me get

the hang of

> speech. They called my name repeatedly, but I did not understand. My

> hearing dog got confused and started barking. That did not help,

but I did start

> hearing a repeated sound every time he barked.

>

> Dad was sitting next to me and tried singing. He sang " The Peanut

Song "

> about a peanut who " sat on a railroad track, his heart was all

aflutter, the

> 5:15 came around the bend -- Toot, toot peanut butter. " At first I

only heard

> the rhythm of the song and then I understood the words and then I

heard my

> father's voice. It sounded exactly as I remembered it from when I

was about 12.

> After that, I could understand words and gradually gained the

ability to

> talk to most people. Learning to identify sounds like running

water, birds and

> my dog's bark was fun.

>

> By the year 2000, my father developed Alzheimer's disease, a

progressive

> disorder that robs a person of short term memories. A few years

later at the

> age of 86, he went into a nursing home. On the last day I saw him,

my brother

> and I visited him in his room. I tried to find something he might

be able to

> remember and talk about. With Alzheimer's, memory loss is

progressive and a

> person is most likely to remember things that happened deep in the

past.

> With this in mind, I asked my father if he remembered his father's

guitar.

>

> Oh, yes, he remembered that guitar and the songs he used to sing. Dad

> smiled and sang " I've been Working on the Railroad " from beginning

to end just as

> his father used to sing it. When he finished, he was quiet for a

minute and

> we both thought he was asleep, but he began to sing again and he

sang the

> " Peanut Song. "

>

> That silly song was the first thing I understood with my cochlear

implant

> and the last thing I heard my father say before he died. The very

last thing

> he did before we left the room was sign " I love you. "

>

>

>

>

> Nan Rosen

> _www.rosetwig.com_ (http://www.rosetwig.com/)

>

>

>

[Guest guest]

My dad took that and it only worked for a short time.

Nan

In a message dated 1/27/2006 6:53:44 PM Mountain Standard Time,

treasure43@... writes:

My mom has Alzheimer's; she was just recently diagnosed in beginning stages.

She's 90. She's now taking a drug called 'Aricept' that is supposed to

slow the progress. I don't think it's working.

Binns

Nan Rosen

_www.rosetwig.com_ (http://www.rosetwig.com/)

[Guest guest]

Hi Nan,

Thank you for sharing your story with us.

It brought tears to my eyes.

Dolly Dolphin

[Guest guest]

Nan,

What a touching story. It brought tears to my eyes. My mother in law has

Alzheimer's so I know how wonderful it is when you find something that they

recognize and can enjoy during the later stages.

I'm glad Greg suggested you share this with us.

in SC

hoping to get a CI

severe to profound loss since birth; lost residual hearing Dec 05

The Peanut Song Saga

On another list, a friend and I were discussing our cochlear implants. I

thouthe you might be interested in my story.

At Greg's request, I am reposting this note I first sent to DB-GoldenPoetry.

Greg and I both have cochlear implants:

One thing my implant did for me is make it possible to communicate with my

family. My husband knew sign language, and that is one reason we got on so

well and married. Of the rest of my family, only my brother and his wife and

sons know sign language. Most other family members never even thought about

learning to sign. My parents tried, but my father never got the hang of it.

He simply could not learn a new language and they both gave it up. The one

sign he did learn was " I love you. "

I received my Cochlear Implant in December of 1988 and it was activated

January of 1989. Dr. Jon Shallop of the Denver Ear Institute told my father

that I might have difficulty understanding words at first. If that happened,

he

should try singing a song I might remember from my childhood. He said

people who once heard like I did used their memories of sound to learn to hear

again with the implant.

Three days after the implant was turned on, I still only heard static and

loud noises. My family gathered in the living room to help me get the hang of

speech. They called my name repeatedly, but I did not understand. My

hearing dog got confused and started barking. That did not help, but I did

start

hearing a repeated sound every time he barked.

Dad was sitting next to me and tried singing. He sang " The Peanut Song "

about a peanut who " sat on a railroad track, his heart was all aflutter, the

5:15 came around the bend -- Toot, toot peanut butter. " At first I only heard

the rhythm of the song and then I understood the words and then I heard my

father's voice. It sounded exactly as I remembered it from when I was about

12.

After that, I could understand words and gradually gained the ability to

talk to most people. Learning to identify sounds like running water, birds and

my dog's bark was fun.

By the year 2000, my father developed Alzheimer's disease, a progressive

disorder that robs a person of short term memories. A few years later at the

age of 86, he went into a nursing home. On the last day I saw him, my brother

and I visited him in his room. I tried to find something he might be able to

remember and talk about. With Alzheimer's, memory loss is progressive and a

person is most likely to remember things that happened deep in the past.

With this in mind, I asked my father if he remembered his father's guitar.

Oh, yes, he remembered that guitar and the songs he used to sing. Dad

smiled and sang " I've been Working on the Railroad " from beginning to end just

as

his father used to sing it. When he finished, he was quiet for a minute and

we both thought he was asleep, but he began to sing again and he sang the

" Peanut Song. "

That silly song was the first thing I understood with my cochlear implant

and the last thing I heard my father say before he died. The very last thing

he did before we left the room was sign " I love you. "

Nan Rosen

_www.rosetwig.com_ (http://www.rosetwig.com/)

[Guest guest]

That is such a beautiful story. I can really see the special relationship

that you had with your dad in this story.

Thanks for sharing!

_____

From: [mailto: ] On Behalf Of

NanRosen@...

Sent: Saturday, 28 January 2006 7:33 AM

Subject: The Peanut Song Saga

On another list, a friend and I were discussing our cochlear implants. I

thouthe you might be interested in my story.

At Greg's request, I am reposting this note I first sent to

DB-GoldenPoetry.

Greg and I both have cochlear implants:

One thing my implant did for me is make it possible to communicate with my

family. My husband knew sign language, and that is one reason we got on so

well and married. Of the rest of my family, only my brother and his wife

and

sons know sign language. Most other family members never even thought

about

learning to sign. My parents tried, but my father never got the hang of

it.

He simply could not learn a new language and they both gave it up. The one

sign he did learn was " I love you. "

I received my Cochlear Implant in December of 1988 and it was activated

January of 1989. Dr. Jon Shallop of the Denver Ear Institute told my

father

that I might have difficulty understanding words at first. If that

happened, he

should try singing a song I might remember from my childhood. He said

people who once heard like I did used their memories of sound to learn to

hear

again with the implant.

Three days after the implant was turned on, I still only heard static and

loud noises. My family gathered in the living room to help me get the hang

of

speech. They called my name repeatedly, but I did not understand. My

hearing dog got confused and started barking. That did not help, but I did

start

hearing a repeated sound every time he barked.

Dad was sitting next to me and tried singing. He sang " The Peanut Song "

about a peanut who " sat on a railroad track, his heart was all aflutter,

the

5:15 came around the bend -- Toot, toot peanut butter. " At first I only

heard

the rhythm of the song and then I understood the words and then I heard my

father's voice. It sounded exactly as I remembered it from when I was

about 12.

After that, I could understand words and gradually gained the ability to

talk to most people. Learning to identify sounds like running water, birds

and

my dog's bark was fun.

By the year 2000, my father developed Alzheimer's disease, a progressive

disorder that robs a person of short term memories. A few years later at

the

age of 86, he went into a nursing home. On the last day I saw him, my

brother

and I visited him in his room. I tried to find something he might be able

to

remember and talk about. With Alzheimer's, memory loss is progressive and

a

person is most likely to remember things that happened deep in the past.

With this in mind, I asked my father if he remembered his father's guitar.

Oh, yes, he remembered that guitar and the songs he used to sing. Dad

smiled and sang " I've been Working on the Railroad " from beginning to end

just as

his father used to sing it. When he finished, he was quiet for a minute

and

we both thought he was asleep, but he began to sing again and he sang the

" Peanut Song. "

That silly song was the first thing I understood with my cochlear implant

and the last thing I heard my father say before he died. The very last

thing

he did before we left the room was sign " I love you. "

Nan Rosen

_www.rosetwig.com_ (http://www.rosetwig.com/)

[Guest guest]

>

> On another list, a friend and I were discussing our cochlear

implants. I

> thouthe you might be interested in my story.

>

> Oh that was wonderful....brought a tear to my eyes... Thank you for

posting it.

Gardner

>

>

>

[Guest guest]

My mom has Alzheimer's; she was just recently diagnosed in beginning stages.

She's 90. She's now taking a drug called 'Aricept' that is supposed to

slow the progress. I don't think it's working.

Binns

----Original Message Follows----

From: Sprest2427@...

Reply-

Subject: Re: The Peanut Song Saga

Date: Fri, 27 Jan 2006 17:56:36 -0500

Nan,

What a touching story. It brought tears to my eyes. My mother in law has

Alzheimer's so I know how wonderful it is when you find something that they

recognize and can enjoy during the later stages.

I'm glad Greg suggested you share this with us.

in SC

hoping to get a CI

severe to profound loss since birth; lost residual hearing Dec 05

The Peanut Song Saga

On another list, a friend and I were discussing our cochlear implants. I

thouthe you might be interested in my story.

At Greg's request, I am reposting this note I first sent to

DB-GoldenPoetry.

Greg and I both have cochlear implants:

One thing my implant did for me is make it possible to communicate with my

family. My husband knew sign language, and that is one reason we got on so

well and married. Of the rest of my family, only my brother and his wife

and

sons know sign language. Most other family members never even thought

about

learning to sign. My parents tried, but my father never got the hang of

it.

He simply could not learn a new language and they both gave it up. The one

sign he did learn was " I love you. "

I received my Cochlear Implant in December of 1988 and it was activated

January of 1989. Dr. Jon Shallop of the Denver Ear Institute told my

father

that I might have difficulty understanding words at first. If that

happened,

he

should try singing a song I might remember from my childhood. He said

people who once heard like I did used their memories of sound to learn to

hear

again with the implant.

Three days after the implant was turned on, I still only heard static and

loud noises. My family gathered in the living room to help me get the hang

of

speech. They called my name repeatedly, but I did not understand. My

hearing dog got confused and started barking. That did not help, but I did

start

hearing a repeated sound every time he barked.

Dad was sitting next to me and tried singing. He sang " The Peanut Song "

about a peanut who " sat on a railroad track, his heart was all aflutter,

the

5:15 came around the bend -- Toot, toot peanut butter. " At first I only

heard

the rhythm of the song and then I understood the words and then I heard my

father's voice. It sounded exactly as I remembered it from when I was

about

12.

After that, I could understand words and gradually gained the ability to

talk to most people. Learning to identify sounds like running water, birds

and

my dog's bark was fun.

By the year 2000, my father developed Alzheimer's disease, a progressive

disorder that robs a person of short term memories. A few years later at

the

age of 86, he went into a nursing home. On the last day I saw him, my

brother

and I visited him in his room. I tried to find something he might be able

to

remember and talk about. With Alzheimer's, memory loss is progressive and

a

person is most likely to remember things that happened deep in the past.

With this in mind, I asked my father if he remembered his father's guitar.

Oh, yes, he remembered that guitar and the songs he used to sing. Dad

smiled and sang " I've been Working on the Railroad " from beginning to end

just

as

his father used to sing it. When he finished, he was quiet for a minute

and

we both thought he was asleep, but he began to sing again and he sang the

" Peanut Song. "

That silly song was the first thing I understood with my cochlear implant

and the last thing I heard my father say before he died. The very last

thing

he did before we left the room was sign " I love you. "

Nan Rosen

_www.rosetwig.com_ (http://www.rosetwig.com/)

[Guest guest]

Dear Nan,

Thanks so much for sharing your story! I was so touched by it as I

read. Continued success to you!

Patti

Surgery Day 11/25/02 (What A Day!)

Hook Up Day BWP 1/2/03 (A Happy Day!)

3G 1/31/03 (An Even Happier Day!)

[Guest guest]

Would someone email that again The Peanut Song Saga as I did not see it.

Thanks

-- Re: The Peanut Song Saga

Dear Nan,

Thanks so much for sharing your story! I was so touched by it as I

read. Continued success to you!

Patti

Surgery Day 11/25/02 (What A Day!)

Hook Up Day BWP 1/2/03 (A Happy Day!)

3G 1/31/03 (An Even Happier Day!)

[Guest guest]

Hi Nan

What a beautiful story. Thank you so much for sharing it.

Cheers, Ruth Fox

18 years of wonderful hearing with my Nucleus CI

_____

From: [mailto: ] On Behalf Of

NanRosen@...

Sent: Friday, January 27, 2006 3:33 PM

Subject: The Peanut Song Saga

On another list, a friend and I were discussing our cochlear implants. I

thouthe you might be interested in my story.

At Greg's request, I am reposting this note I first sent to

DB-GoldenPoetry.

Greg and I both have cochlear implants:

One thing my implant did for me is make it possible to communicate with my

family. My husband knew sign language, and that is one reason we got on so

well and married. Of the rest of my family, only my brother and his wife

and

sons know sign language. Most other family members never even thought

about

learning to sign. My parents tried, but my father never got the hang of

it.

He simply could not learn a new language and they both gave it up. The one

sign he did learn was " I love you. "

I received my Cochlear Implant in December of 1988 and it was activated

January of 1989. Dr. Jon Shallop of the Denver Ear Institute told my

father

that I might have difficulty understanding words at first. If that

happened, he

should try singing a song I might remember from my childhood. He said

people who once heard like I did used their memories of sound to learn to

hear

again with the implant.

Three days after the implant was turned on, I still only heard static and

loud noises. My family gathered in the living room to help me get the hang

of

speech. They called my name repeatedly, but I did not understand. My

hearing dog got confused and started barking. That did not help, but I did

start

hearing a repeated sound every time he barked.

Dad was sitting next to me and tried singing. He sang " The Peanut Song "

about a peanut who " sat on a railroad track, his heart was all aflutter,

the

5:15 came around the bend -- Toot, toot peanut butter. " At first I only

heard

the rhythm of the song and then I understood the words and then I heard my

father's voice. It sounded exactly as I remembered it from when I was

about 12.

After that, I could understand words and gradually gained the ability to

talk to most people. Learning to identify sounds like running water, birds

and

my dog's bark was fun.

By the year 2000, my father developed Alzheimer's disease, a progressive

disorder that robs a person of short term memories. A few years later at

the

age of 86, he went into a nursing home. On the last day I saw him, my

brother

and I visited him in his room. I tried to find something he might be able

to

remember and talk about. With Alzheimer's, memory loss is progressive and

a

person is most likely to remember things that happened deep in the past.

With this in mind, I asked my father if he remembered his father's guitar.

Oh, yes, he remembered that guitar and the songs he used to sing. Dad

smiled and sang " I've been Working on the Railroad " from beginning to end

just as

his father used to sing it. When he finished, he was quiet for a minute

and

we both thought he was asleep, but he began to sing again and he sang the

" Peanut Song. "

That silly song was the first thing I understood with my cochlear implant

and the last thing I heard my father say before he died. The very last

thing

he did before we left the room was sign " I love you. "

Nan Rosen

_www.rosetwig.com_ (http://www.rosetwig.com/)