This past Sunday in church, the pastor was speaking on interruptions that we experience in life and how we react to these interruptions. I’m going to share just one of my life’s interruptions.
Having hearing issues is something that I have grown up with almost my entire life. I was diagnosed with mild to moderate hearing loss in both my ears at my pre-kindergarten check up. I was 4 years old. So, for as long as I can remember, I have never known what it’s like to have normal hearing. My hearing problem caused many interruptions in my life, including 6 surgeries from kindergarten through to grade 7. That equals out to be 6 surgeries in 8 years. It caused many tears, frustration, and a few triumphs along the way.
The greatest interruption that my hearing loss brought me happened when I was twelve years old. My parents and I were at a doctors visit. The doctor gave us two options. The first option was for him to operate on my left ear again. He wanted to replace one of the bones that wasn’t working as well in my ear with a plastic replica in hopes of treating my loss of hearing for good. The other option was for me to get a hearing aid to wear for the rest of my life, unless something else came along that I chose to do. Tired of having surgery after surgery, my parents and I decided to give the hearing aid a try.
It was not an easy adjustment for me as I was a self conscious twelve year old girl who was still in middle school. I believe I was in grade eight at the time. I was worried that people would stare at me all the time, and that they would think I was a freak. I even thought that I would never have a chance at having a boyfriend or even friends. I was so insecure about the decision. And even though I felt so insecure, I knew that a hearing aid could potentially be life changing.
Fast forward to a few months later, and I went with my mom to many audiologist appointments to get my ear fitted for a hearing aid, and to choose the one I wanted. I even got to choose the colour, which of course I chose the skin coloured one. When my hearing aid first went in my ear and was turned on, I was astonished. Before the audiologist put it in my ear, I could only hear her and my mom. After she put it in, I could hear a little boy that was running down the hall outside of the room I was in.
I soon realized that my hearing aid was one of the best tools I had ever received! I have now had it for eight years, and I am thankful for the technology every single day. I am also thankful for the supportive people in my life at the time, including family and friends. We all noticed the difference immediately. No more yelling at me in order to get my attention. No more having the T.V at super loud volumes. I was able to enjoy life. I AM able to enjoy life!
Even though having a hearing aid is not ideal, I believe that perspective is key to situations that are sad or frustrating. I still have days where I have a pity party about my hearing, but I know that having a pity party is not going to change the fact that I don’t have good hearing. Do I ever wonder what my life would be like without having gone through this whole journey, absolutely! I just have to remember that God created me the way that he did, and that I’m created in his image. I get to stay hopeful for the day when I meet Jesus in heaven, and I no longer have to wear my hearing aid. What a glorious day that will be!
C’est la vie,
Ps. Maybe I’ll talk about some of my other life interruptions in another post.