I’m writing this for me, not anyone who may happen to read it.
I am so colossally tired of apologizing for my hearing loss.
It’s to my credit, and believe me, deserve an award, that I haven’t stabbed anyone.
The haughtiness of it, is really what astounds me the most. Impatience, ridicule, the superiority that comes from looking down at another.
I remember working with a group of people in 2013, the first year it happened, and how I was treated. They whispered, they stared…remarks were made over my weight loss, everyone assuming was due to cancer. Nope, nerves, that work overtime when one suddenly loses a sense, sadly common, not included.
Can you blame them?
Three of these people since then, have been gravely ill, all recovered I’m happy to say. Two had major heart issues, the third cancer. How I wanted to say, so you see, anything can befall anyone, at anytime. Does that change who you are? Aren’t you still that same schmuck, I mean…person…just facing a challenge?
Instead of treating them in kind, I was compassionate, caring and attentive. I prayed for them that they’d be out of the valley sooner than later, and they all are, for the most part.
Unfortunately for me, my affliction is chronic only praying that, by the grace of God, doesn’t get any worse.
I rarely hear from the big arrogant three, and that’s okay. Illness, after all, changes you, and not always for the better.
My heart, that was pretty open before, is now the width of the Chesapeake, and you know what…for this I am grateful.
PS Hearing loss is not contagious. I’m having bumper stickers made.