Wow. I can hardly believe it. The time has flown by. I have had a bunch of mapping appointments, and things always sound better when I leave than when I arrived.
At first, everything was a high-pitched monotone. But within a matter of days, my brain began to perceive some pitches, enough to have voices sound at least somewhat like I remembered them sounding like. I was astounded and delighted to hear how carefully my children enunciate things--because I was finally hearing ending consonants!
By now, my preschool students are becoming more and more intelligible. They are, after all, only 3-6 years old, and unintelligible even to their parents at time--so I feel like I'm doing pretty well. :-D It has been a delight to hear their voices, or I should say my perception of their voices develop. As I perceive more and more of the higher range of frequencies, their little voices are just adorable! And two of the boys with the (newly) cutest voices are two of my little irrascible loose cannons...so there you go.
David was showing off how he had hooked up the living room stereo to be able to play through the speakers in the sunroom. He demonstrated it using one of my favorite CD's, "The Most Relaxing Cello Album Ever." (Got it at the grocery store, I think.) It was mush to me. BUT--as we walked down to the sunroom, there was a moment--maybe a measure or two--where the cello was solo...and I HEARD CELLO! The rich deep resonant tone of a cello, as opposed to a violin or viola or bass: distinctly cello. It just about knocked the wind out of me...and almost made me weep with joy and delight.
I am doing really well on the phone, too. At home, a corded phone seems to be a bit better than a cordless phone on our land-line. My comprehension on my cellphone is at least better than with my hearing aids, but still not perfect. It depends on so many things, such as how strong my signal is, how familiar the voice is on the other end, who good their signal is--and if they speak English as a second language. If I get a recording, I've got less than half a chance that I'll catch enough of it. So I still have David and John (or Joe) take those calls for me. Voice mail is a bit of a challenge, but I don't think it is worse than with my HA's. The answering machine, however, is a LOT worse. I don't know why. I cannot understand much of anything when I try to play back messages, so I have to have another family member listen with me.
OH! And I put a Peter, Paul and Mary album in the CD player in Joe's car; I turned the bass way down and the mids and trebles way up...and it sounded SO GOOD! I could sing along with all my old favorites. What fun!!! And I could find the melody enough to sing the harmonies I remembered from when I was a kid and my older sister had jsut about every album they ever put out. I haven't put in my new Peter and the Wolf CD, nor the Carnival of the Animals by Saen Sans. But I'm just about ready.
One thing I never anticipated is how tired I would be for how long. I'm still beat. It's more common than not for me to come home from work and sleep for an hour or two, and still get to bed at a decent hour and get my 7 hours of sleep. I'm finding, finally, that exercise helps on both counts--I still need the sleep, but my brain gets clearer and I sleep better at night. My brain is still rather in a fuzz. I feel like I can't keep track of the passage of time as well as I used to, adn the days just slip by and sort of mush together...and suddenly it has been 6 weeks and I haven't posted much recently. Now you know why. :)
Liz
