bookmark_borderEars continued…

I’ve never been reluctant to talk about my hearing loss. Not in person and not online.

Sure potential employers (not that I am looking) could read my blog and form an opinion that would not work to my advantage.

But really, if an organization was reluctant to hire me because of my ear situation I am not so sure I would enjoy working there.

The fact is that with hearing aids I have little difficulty. The only accommodation I require is a telephone amplifier which is not a big deal at all.

Most people woud not even guess I am hard of hearing — except when I am not wearing my hearing aids.

There have been a few times that I’ve forgotten my aids at home and on those days I am not my chatty self — it’s very hard to speechread all day so I tend to spend more time in my office doodling…I mean typing.

I also send more emails on those days because even with my super volume telephone device I can’t hear well without the added amplification of the hearing aids. (People across the hall can hear that phone — I avoid sexy topics — but to me it needs to be quite loud if there are no visual cues.)

But I am pretty sure most people I am interacting with these days can tell I am not hearing well. That and I tell them since I can barely hear what anyone is saying on my left side. The right aid is working at the moment but I think it is getting tired of doing all the work.

It’s not so bad one-on-one but meetings have been hell. And a group conversation (aka break time) is almost impossible to follow.

It’s really surprising how much this is affecting me. I never think of myself as disabled but really I am. It is just thanks to modern technology (and speechreading) that I am able to work and play in the hearing world.

bookmark_borderI used detritus in a sentence.

You know how beautiful dark hardwood floors look?

A few years ago (when this look was in and we were selecting finishes) I thought they were beautiful too. So the new condo has dark hardwood floors. Well, not hardwood — its stepsister, engineered hardwood. Engineered being a technical term for wood as thick and durable as cardboard.

Sure they look nice enough — in the dark. But overall I’m not delighted.

They scratch easily. (I have been reminded that the finish is “rustic” and the imperfections only add to the beauty but I’m not easily placated.) I have spent many hours with a touch-up pen and rag. My knees ache from crawling around and the floors are still scarred.

Cleanliness (or the appearance thereof) is another issue. Dust, dirt, lint and random unknown pieces of debris practically glow on the surface of the floor. The surface seems to highlight every fleck of detritus that somehow found its way into the home.

I could sweep everyday and not be on top of the mountain of mess on my floors.

I have decided that as soon as these floors bite the dust a new floor coated in white epoxy will grace the home.

They will be much easier to keep clean.