Tip my hat… been there, done that.

About a year ago, I wrote about going up to Chicago for a Debbie Gibson concert and all of the social anxiety that surrounded me due to my hearing loss, how I almost didn’t get in the car because of it.  Today I have a new story so far removed from that I find myself wondering if I’m even the same person I was even just a year ago.  Since this is actually a blog about my hearing and not my rock star life, I’ll really try to keep it related to that…  maybe.
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hva skjer når det ikke er mer rim

It’s very easy to get comfortable in a rhythm, where you feel like you fit. Whether or not you like that rhythm doesn’t matter, it’s easy. You’re in sync with your life and in rhyme with the people around you. When you face an ongoing challenge, such as hearing loss or chronic illness, it’s common to lose that. You have to constantly find new ways to function and find your old rhythm and rhyme or challenge yourself to find new ones. I try to always choose to work towards new ones, so this last month I’ve purposely pushed myself into some challenging hearing situations – new accents and a new language.
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Learning to breathe, as walls close in around you

I never knew true anxiety until the moment I lost my hearing. It came in waves, the first couple of times. 5-10 minutes of deafness and vertigo. Then the hearing loss kept lasting longer, until once it just never came back. Those first moments, the first few weeks after, my world had ended. I had no idea how to function or survive. Without a support network, I wouldn’t have.
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No one is alone

I was out walking my dogs last night and ran across our neighbor Jack and his dog Mollie.  Jack and I have been talking for the past 6 months or so and he has a pretty profound hearing loss.  Unfortunately for him, it is getting worse and his audiologist has told him that hearing aids won’t help him – he needs a BAHA (bone-anchored hearing aid).  Last night, he decided to ask me what my surgery was like for my implant and admitted that he’s scared of the BAHA procedure.  This is why I tell my story:  so people like Jack know that they are not alone.
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