A LONG 10 Minutes!

Grandson David and I met in the parking lot of the new restaurant we wanted to try. We got out of our cars and were walking toward the place when I realized I could not hear David with my left ear.

“Oh David!!” I exclaimed. “I’ve lost one of my hearing aids!”

He began to look with me inside my car. His eyesight is much better than mine, and he couldn’t find it. I sternly told myself not to panic. For once, I looked at the bright side and thought one ear was better than none. Common sense said I should check with the company and see how much a replacement would cost. No! Look at home first! There was no way I wanted to drive all the way home to look and decided to make the best of the situation. Maybe I had flicked the aid out when I put my pocketbook over my head.

As we looked near the car, David asked what the hearing aid looked like. I realized he’d never seen mine, because they were always in my ear or resting in the charger. Reaching for my other ear, I discovered there was no hearing aid there! It was highly unusual, but I realized I must have entirely forgotten to put them in before leaving the house. I told that to David and explained that I thought I could hear him with one ear and not the other, simply because one ear was closer to him. What a relief! David was very kind and spoke clearly toward me so that I could hear him. He served as my ears while we ate lunch, picked up a T-shirt for Lise and took my glasses back to the shop for an adjustment.

The first thing I did when I got home was to put in those hearing aids. Oh! My! Can you imagine how long 10 minutes can last when your entire hearing history passes through your memory??? I don’t want to do that again any time soon!