It is hard to explain how you hear. Today I went to be tested to see if I am a candidate for a Cochlea implant. It is strange how they come up with these tests.
There was ten minutes of :
Say the word Johnson.
Say the word Tommy
Say the word lkjhl’[jiu
Say the word hurmphe
SAy the word steraingthe.
Say the word gotchorina.
Then repeat this sentence:
Utfe gorn tupe over.
Of course they were speaking English but I was hearing in a form of Ethiopian Swahili (I guess).
Tell me when you hear a sound. I sat there for four minutes and heard nothing (but the ringing and chirps in my head). Is that good or bad?
Then the Dr. adjusted my hearing aids, now they are worse than ever.
I am frustrated, but you know what? it doesn’t hurt! It is sorta like the Wrinkles I have accumulated, they don’t hurt.
I held my lover tonight and told her, as long as I have her, hearing loss is incidental.
I do hate it that she must go alone to social functions, I just hope she gets used to it. Last night she went to an old Mill Hill reunion and said she had a great time. Folks mean well, but when told I am deaf, they just continue to talk LOUDER
I do not like going to the Dr. It normally doesn't change a thing for me. Maybe this time it will be different.
Sorry to ramble, but I couldn’t think of anyone else to bug.
Nite Ships log.
My sister Shirl loves to sing, Life is a bowl of Cherries, but there is a pit every once in awhile.
This 50’s Merc Never made it into production, it never even had a public viewing.