There is a time for hearing
When your ears become stone dead.
There is a time for hearing
When what is said is a jumble.
I have had this happen
And went to my doctor for answers.
He took the usual tests
And told me to see him in a week.
I saw him today
And he put my new aids
Into each of my ears.
The sound was ecstatic.
I now no longer wonder
What is being said each day.
Life's jumble of words
I now can understand.
So, very soon, I will be going your route and getting myself some help with hearing. The way things are going, even hearing nerve loss may be conquered in the next few years. I hope so. I want to hear the birds sing again, too.
Ron
Happy for you, George. I wish my Bill would decide to get hearing aids. "What's that?"
Love ya,
Connie
What a difference they make in my hearing ability. Without them I am deaf except for loud sounds or fairly loud talk.
George Carroll
Love ya!
Jane
Regis
I love the little birds sounds when we walk in the forest.