The One Thing Nobody Plans for When They Get Older

By Denise Shelton: For Entire Post, Click Here…

And denial could end up costing more than you think.

“Denise, you’re rude!”


“You’re talking over her.”

“I am?”

“Yes, you’ve been doing it for a while now. How about giving the rest of us a chance to talk?”

I was stunned.

It was humiliating being scolded like a child in front of the other members of the book club, and I felt it was terribly unjust. Due to the pandemic, we had started meeting via Zoom, and I wasn’t yet familiar with how it worked. I attributed my inability to tell when someone else started to talk to a technological issue.

Furious with how this woman attacked me, I quit the club and then forgot all about it.

The Pieces Begin To Fall Into Place

About a year later, I was rehearsing a play and having a blast. Finally, I’d found people with whom I clicked. I hadn’t made any friends in the four years I’d been living in my new city and was ecstatic about beginning to.

Nobody in this group thought I was rude, so there, book club bitches!

However, I did start to notice something. At the end of each rehearsal, the actors gathered on the stage for notes from the director and discussed certain aspects of the show. It was a lively group, and sometimes two or three conversations were going on at once.

Unfortunately, when this happened, I got lost. I couldn’t pick out what others were saying when more than one person in the room was talking. It was like being in a bar where the music is so loud you can’t hear what someone next to you whispers in your ear.

Another thing I noticed is that when a television show played background music over the dialogue, I couldn’t always make out what was going on. So I began turning on the closed captioning, but I didn’t think much of it even then. I watch a lot of British programs where the accents can be difficult to understand. A lot of people have that problem.

It wasn’t until I spoke to one of my four older sisters that I learned that one of the others has hearing aids. When I asked her about it, her symptoms were almost identical to mine. So I made an appointment with my doctor for a hearing test. In preparation, I used over-the-counter eardrops to clean the wax out of my ears. I thought maybe that’s all it was.

At The Doctor’s Office

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