Senior News with Scott Mckay

I’ve found that after I’ve asked someone to repeat themselves — for the third time — they just shake their head with that look that says, “Oh, never mind. It’s not that important — even though your house is on fire!” Or when someone asks me a question, I often just silently nod, with a goofy smile, hoping I just didn’t agree to something I’ll regret. Ah, the joys of living with hearing loss.

This became particularly evident during my family reunion in Montana. The eight of us spent most of the time around the table sharing childhood memories, discussing sports and politics, and deciding who is going when to visit what the next day. But often I found it difficult to understand the conversation and would turn to my wife and ask, “What did they say?” I felt like a tourist in a foreign land with my interpreter!