I have now suffered from hearing loss for over three years. To my credit, though not easily, I’ve accepted the limitations it comes with.
Took me a while, but learned the hard way, not to push against what is.
That said…I’d like to address the attitude of others.
It’s nothing to laugh at nor make light of, not when you consider it’s the worst thing that’s ever happened to me, stealing so much I’ll never get back.
I don’t talk about him, but I’ve been in love with a musician I can no longer hear. Boy, if God wanted to get even with me, that was one celestial slam dunk.
I can’t watch movies anymore, the sound more of an assault than entertainment. My phone life has been curtailed as well. I can’t even call a friend for an idle chat. Texting and email are my only forms of communication. I see people talking on their cells as they walk down the street. I long, within reason, to do the same, but it’s impossible, even with a hearing aid. Yes, thin girl has one she’s named Min who rivaled the cost of a car. Did I mention how sexy you are with one dangling from your ear? Ah yes, it makes men go wild, especially when it starts to squeak like it needs a lube job.
Where am I going with this? I don’t expect sympathy nor look for it, but a little sensitivity wouldn’t hurt. For those who don’t get how painful losing a sense is, I can only say, let’s pray it never happens to you. That’s what I thought, and look at me.
Just call me Helen Keller in tights, flats and a hoodie.
Yes, occasionally I speak loudly because I don’t realize it, so if you’re embarrassed to be with me, then don’t be with me. If it’s too much trouble to repeat something, then it’s best we don’t talk.
The one upside about hearing loss is, your heart opens for all others forced to live with a similar plight, and for this drop of grace, I’m grateful.
Where would I be without my sense of humor…hanging from a shower rod…that’s where.