My former mother-in-law, Gerry, was pretty FOF, but she refused to admit she was losing her hearing. There was no earthly way she was going to wear a hearing aid. That was definitely not fab, she thought. So she pretended she heard everything. Sometimes, that was pretty amusing, like the time the waiter asked what she wanted to drink, and she answered: “I’ll have the salmon.”
My sisters and I emphatically told our mom that she should wear a small medical alert device around her neck in case she fell and needed to call for help. She stubbornly refused, and when she did fall, she laid on the floor with a broken hip an entire night before we discovered what had happened.
If I found out I was losing my hearing, I’d run to the nearest hearing aid specialist and I’d wear medical alert devices on my wrists, ankles and neck if I knew they could save my life.
Goodness knows why the generation of women before us thought it was embarrassing to wear a hearing aid or admit their bones were weak and they might get hurt.