Wednesday, November 10, 2010
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LIPREADING MOM'S TOP 15 CONFESSIONS
Time to ’fess up. My ears aren’t as sensitive as they used to be.
I confess that I pretend to hear everything my kids say even when they’re calling each other “stupid” and I don’t know it.
I confess I laugh before a joke’s punch line, not because of a warped sense of humor, but because I didn’t catch the joke’s first sentence.
I confess I wear my hair long to keep my hearing aids from sticking out like Dumbo ears.
I confess that I am unable to hear my telephone ring without my hearing aids in.
I confess that I don’t understand most dialogue on TV without the closed captioned turned on.
I confess that I get irked when the closed captioning isn’t working is turned off.
I confess that most people I haven’t seen in years are shocked when I tell them I have to read lips to “hear” them.
I confess that my older two kids usually act as my ears in the following situations: when a person asks me a question and I don’t respond; when someone knocks softly at my door and I don’t answer it; when the phone rings and I’m not wearing my hearing aids; when my youngest child wakes from his nap upstairs and is crying at the top of his lungs; when anything in the house beeps.
I confess that I have learned to accept my limitations. I will never be successful in making a phone call without some sort of special accommodations (i.e., using a loud-volume phone or speaker phone; asking the person on the other line to repeat themselves 2-5 times).
I confess that being a hard of hearing mom is not my choice. In fact, it can make me downright cranky.
I confess that being a hard of hearing mom makes me smile sometimes, especially when my kids are squealing, whining, moaning, or acting like brats.
I confess that being a hard of hearing mom has changed me. I’m not as quick to judge others who are different than me.
I confess I’m not as impatient as I used to be. I don’t get as frustrated with having to repeat things to a store cashier, to wait in a long line, or drive in rush-hour traffic.
I confess that being a hard of hearing mom has changed me. And I like how I’ve changed.