Funny thing (Not ha ha) I realized my hearing was going because of the first Bank sealed bid auction I ever attended. I ‘won’ the bid on a GMC Diesel truck. The other bidders got real upset because I bids a reasonable amount for the truck.
I took my Sherry a ride in my new purchase and was thrilled as we rode around. Says me, “ For a Diesel this sucker is real quiet.”
To my virgin ears I hear, “ARE YOU CRAZY? This thing is LOUD.” (That might not be quiet what she said, but it was close.)
(My aids have graduated to two behind the ear aids. I tell everyone they are for looks)
That said, I got hearing aids, and over the years continued to lose my hearing. Last night after taking my aids out, I talked to my self. I could not hear my words. Don’t get me wrong, this is not written for sympathy. I don’t like it, but I know I am deaf.
My left ear is completely gone and my right ear is over 95% gone. BUT with hearing aids I can make out mostly what Sherry says. That to me is the most important thing in the world. It would be sweet if aids worked like eye glasses. Glasses can bring your sight to 20/20 (mostly) But the aids, just amplify the blurred words I am hearing…
I bring that up because so many folk ask why I do not try the cochlea implant. My understanding is I could possibly lose my 5% of hearing if something went wrong, so I opt to hear this little bit as long as I can.
I sometimes get my feeling hurt a little when folks say ‘Jack hears what he wants to Hear! (and I honestly usually hear that)’ But I am getting used to that statement and realize no one but a deaf person can understand.
As I said, I am not looking for sympathy, I just felt like talking about it. I know I am blessed. I enjoyed hearing for nearly 60 years, some folk NEVER hear an orchestra or the breathing of a baby as it lays in your arms after falling asleep. Many people have never heard their wife say, “I love you.”
So I can be thankful I was able to talk to customers, enjoy walking and swinging conversations with Sherry and my family. tonight at a party at ‘Pizza Hut’ I was just there, but I enjoyed watching sons Mark and Jack interact with their cousins. It was good.
PS: I have TOO much to be thankful for to gripe all the time, so this is my gripe lines for this week.
Ford Escort and Probe, do not know the year.