Well, time for an update, I guess. I've been busy just learning to live my new reality. Its still an interesting journey to me but...this past weekend, I decided to turn it all off for a couple of days. The effect of that was a small set back. Instead of being on program 11 of 12, I'm now back to program 10. /shrug... That just means my ear is treating the CI as what it is: a noise maker that is way too loud and when my ear gets a chance to recover, it does so with a vengeance. It could be worst! I could be all the way back to 9/12.

I've got a "new to me" issue at work: social traffic. Good golly, Miss Molly, people are herd animals! Especially the younger ones! Chatter, chatter, chatter, chatter... I don't feel like I can tell them to stop (although a co-worker I've talked to said that I do have that option); I don't want to take off my CI because I need exactly that kind of exposure. I could most definitely ask them to go elsewhere or...I could ask for a change in seating arrangement, which is what I've done. When it happens, my garsh, I finally understand what it means when you can't "hear yourself think".ðŸĪŠ

I've a new respect for noise in the kitchen. Cabinet doors are spring loaded. I've been letting the spring catch the door and close it. Only, the spring is powerful enough to slam the damn things. Spent a few days jumping at the sound as wife is moving around the kitchen. I now understand why she used to think I was angry. It's not that I'm angry, it's that I habitually move around the kitchen without any technology on and didn't realize how loud it was. And that leads to...

Echoes are the devil's tool. I swear. In places where it can echo, it will echo and there ain't drat-all I can do about it. Echoes muddy the waters. If it's bad enough, I take my CI out and attempt to go back to just my old hearing aid. That's a transition all on it's own because I immediately feel like a man with one arm tied behind his back, figuratively speaking. 😂ðŸĪĢ😂

On the plus side, with those folks that I know well, I can almost carry on full conversations without looking at them...so long as I don't realize I'm doing it. As soon as I realize I'm doing it, I can no longer do it! A case of performance anxiety, I'm sure. Something to work on.

Still easing my way back into dancing. Music is slowly clarifying as long as there is no extraneous noise. Even in extraneous noise, I can pick out some songs. Just takes a bit of practice and re-training all of my coping mechanisms to use the new input. In some ways, it would have been easier if I had gotten two at the same time. The two different devices telling me two different things has been a challenge to adjust to. I feel like I've done well up to this point but...it's still a challenge.

As ever, thank y'all for listening to this fella! ðŸĪŸðŸ’–ðŸĪŸ