HEARING AIDS
They work, if you wear them and if they are turned on.
I often say, if you can’t laugh at yourself there is something wrong.
Walked up to the line, they motioned me to this gal, sitting behind a plexiglass screen.
(Hard of hearing persons, (and others,) sometimes find it hard to hear
what is being said behind the screen with a mask covering the face.)
She asked me a question.
Oh dear, I couldn’t hear, glanced at “Mister Irish”
and hollered, “what did she say, I forgot my hearing aids.”
(Eye roll and geeeezzzz.)
Gal asks something again, not sure what she is asking,
“Mister Irish” hollers to me,
“she needs your name, birthdate.”
I shout my name and birth date to the gal.
Hard of hearing people
and people who forget their hearing aids,
sometimes talk really loud, like “shout!!”
This goes on back and forth,
I keep apologizing, gal keeps telling me it is ok.
I keep hollering at “Mister Irish”
and he patiently HOLLERS to me what the gal needs.
She asks me “can you hear me shouting”
“Yes” . . . I . . . smiled and said “feeling nervous about the test!”
(I could tell I had made HER day!)
I go into the testing area . . .
Nurse starts to explain the process!
Me, shouting, “I can’t hear, I forgot my hearing aids.”
Nurse shakes her head.
Test complete.
Look at Mister Irish shaking his head.
We go to the car.
Sit down.
He says something.
Me, “what did you say, I can’t hear you, I forgot my hearing aids?”
And then we lost it, we laugh, and then begin to laugh hysterically.
We Go Home . . . put hearing aids on!
“Mister Irish” is a saint!
(Yesterday I left the house with one hearing aid in one ear, not the other ear )
I really need help!
*****
‘til next time
love
lynne
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