Whups. Just got a handful of emails from my family saying "When the heck did you get hearing aids?"
That's what happens when I get both busy and lazy. I forget to mention things.
Amazingly enough, I don't communicate all that well. Can you imagine? (grin)
I started noticing about six months ago that I was missing hearing things. Especially stuff at work when it was really noisy. I'd miss radio calls and some of the ones I was hearing was just garbled up moosh.
And in this line of work, that can be potentially hazardous to my health.
Several of my coworkers had shown up wearing hearing aids lately and said they were very pleased with the results. I was afraid they would be horribly expensive.
Plus, I really just didn't want to admit to myself that I was getting old and probably needed them. Vanity is a real beeotch sometimes.
But I bit the bullet and made an appointment. Was quite pleasantly surprised.
Not only was the audiologist very nice and quite easy on the eye bones, our insurance covered the entire cost of not only the test and the office visit but both hearing aids as well.
And I can hear again. Which is kind of cool. Startled the snap out of myself the first time I got back into my truck with them in and realized how loud my stereo was.
Of course they do have their drawbacks, like the deal with the big stupid hat in the rain. But there's always that handy little mute button for those occasions.
And still trying to get used to wearing them.
Going around all day with something poked into my ear holes is kind of a weird feeling.
But being able to hear again when I need to.....
Yeah, that's worth it.
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