I sit outside with the sun shining upon my face, the breeze in my hair and over my skin. The sound of the wind going through the bushes and trees seems so peaceful because it is. When I am writing and I am alone with mother nature all around me it seems as like nothing terrible could ever happen. But its not true.
Within the last few months my hearing has taken a significant plunge. It scares me and worries me because there are so many things I love to listen to, to hear. A couple of weeks ago I had an appointment with my audiologist and the new tests aren't looking good. I put on the new hearing aids which help a great deal but the dreaded words I hated to hear came from his mouth. "Shawna, I'm not going to tell you that your hearing will stay this way and I am not going to tell you that you will not lose more, but these will help."
I was tired of not hearing people or hearing things I was used to. But now I worry about the days I won't get to hear the leaves russle around, the wind go through the trees, the laugh of my nieces and nephews or even the voices of the ones I love. It hurts because I don't have a lot of people around me who know what I am going through, as a matter of fact I don't have anyone who does really.
Its getting tougher and late at night when I am all alone I cry.. just so no one can see how much it really affects me...
Tags: Autumn Hearing Sound