It took me two years before I’d let this much of myself show. My bottle blonde hair and palette of cosmetics usually help me blend in with the other moms who drive their children to sporting events on a warm summer afternoon. I turn the wheel, hoping to avoid the stark reflection that stares back … Continue reading
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Help! I Hate the Sound of My Voice with Hearing Loss
Voice occlusion is the perception of one’s voice when wearing hearing aids. Sometimes the voice sounds too loud, muffled, or like an echo. While rare, one of my blog readers shared about her struggles with voice occlusion even when not wearing her hearing aids. Can you relate? Can you help her? Dear Lipreading Mom, Can … Continue reading
Hearing Aids Are So Gosh, Darn Cool
Don’t you just love my “purty” cool headline and photo choice? (And don’t you just love Lipreading Mom’s penchant for Oklahoma twang?) I confess that I’m a sucker for happy endings. They bring out my inner Oklahoma Pollyanna. When I recently posted the hearing aid financial struggles of my friend “Abby” (not her real name … Continue reading
How Come I Can’t Hear My Baby?
Let’s go back in time to the winter of 2001 when I became Lipreading Mom… My days were spent holding a blissfully sleeping newborn boy. My nights were spent holding a wide-awake newborn boy since he developed this sleep-all-day, night-owl fascination. When my ears rang uncontrollably, I thought it was a side effect of sleep … Continue reading
Not Too Sick to Advocate
After several days of a pounding headache, congested throat, stuffy nose and clogged ears, I was in tears. Having sick ears was like poison with my already compromised ability to hear. Hearing aids became useless; all they amplified was the dull rumbling of fluid in the ear drums. And the pounding head made it difficult … Continue reading
My Ears Get By with a Little Help from My Kids
The alarm clock blared at seven o’clock this morning, but I didn’t hear it. My pillow muffled the sound. Turns out, I had rolled on the side with my “good” ear. The one that hears better than the other. The one that hears the alarm clock. The one that lay pressed into the pillow. I … Continue reading
Confession of a Lipreading Mom #1
I am a mom. And I am also a lipreader. Yet how can one aspect of a life impact the other so? Ten years ago, give or take a few months, I had my first child. At the same time I was cuddling, burping and kissing on my baby, my ears rang like crazy. No … Continue reading
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