I’m a big supporter of hearing aids.
Just about five years ago, I found out that I can’t hear at the volume that the world is set to. It’s not a moral failing. It’s just my genes; an unlucky roll of the dice.
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When I got hearing aids, it was like my life snapped back into focus because I could suddenly understand what people were saying to me. I’ve become an everyday advocate for people getting their hearing checked and encourage people, if they need them and they can access them, to get hearing aids.
Studies show that they can reduce the risk of loneliness and depression, and I even read somewhere that they may help stave off dementia. My own experience has shown me that being able to hear properly has allowed me to engage fully with my life.
It’s been such a life-changing experience that it can be frustrating to talk to people who could get their hearing checked, who would likely benefit from hearing aids, but who won’t set up an appointment. Still, I’m happy to talk about their benefits, hoping that people will find their way to the audiologist in their own time.
Meanwhile … I’m starting to miss things again. Little things. I’m saying, “what?” more. Conversations ha...