Happiness. It's relative.
My husband texted me this afternoon: “Talked to a young guy with two cochlear implants. Really interesting. Nice guy, too.” I answered, “What did he say about having them?” My husband, “Hard at first, but changed his life. He said you (JJ) need to… Continue Reading “Lots More Juice”
I did something this afternoon that I hardly ever do. I cleaned. Not my office or my hard drive. My dining room. I took everything off window sills and tables. I pored lemon oil on the wood and buffed the furniture. I rearranged family… Continue Reading “Prep Work”
I am 17 days away from having a hole the size of a half dollar drilled in my mastoid bone and I am getting a little weak in the knees. “Don’t worry. We cover it up with muscle and [whatnot],.” (I didn’t catch what… Continue Reading “Moving Day”
When a teenage girl I was mentoring told me she wanted to become a really good artist, I told her she should take classes at the Art Museum. “I don’t want to learn anything,” she said. “I just want to be an artist.” It… Continue Reading “Plan for the Paradox”
My people don’t talk in the waiting room. They are already tired from asking directions at the front desk and figuring out the receptionist’s instructions. Once they are sitting down and waiting to be called, they want to be left alone. After all these… Continue Reading “Life This Morning”
Besides canoeing the hidden lakes of the Upper Peninsula and my Kindle crack habit, mood management is my primary avocation. It takes less time than it used to and I’m figuring out why. I’ve learned that I don’t need to let every bad feeling… Continue Reading “Mine to Lose”
We bore a hole in your head for the implant and then we attach a receiver that looks like you’re radioing Mars, then you’ll hear things you haven’t heard in years and it will drive you crazy and then you’ll be better.
I’ve made my phone my best friend. We are inseparable. My phone speaks to me and I always understand what it’s saying. Oh, I don’t actually talk on the phone, have conversations, catch up on gossip, make business deals. It is impossible for me… Continue Reading “In Love with the Crutch”
Ah. What fineness. What glory. This Thursday. Here’s why. 1. It looks like I’m getting a cochlear implant in my right ear. This is a big amazing deal. Never mind that it’s prompted my husband to play videos from My Favorite Martian on his… Continue Reading “Thursday Fabulous”
I won an award and I was too chicken to go claim it. That’s the long and short of it. The award event was in New York and I convinced myself that I couldn’t go to New York by myself, that my hearing disability… Continue Reading “Not Go”
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