Don’t Hate Me Because I Can’t Hear You

We cran do your earwig pest cow,” the nurse said. “What?” I asked. “I said, ‘We can do your hearing test now.'”

Uh-oh Over the last few years, I’ve noticed my hearing is starting to go. I’m constantly asking people to repeat themselves. At restaurants, I have to lean in and strain to decipher the conversation, and at home, my kids regularly tease me about my hearing. Continue reading