I currently have 4.75 senses. Sight. Smell. Taste. Touch. And three-quarters of my hearing. However, the magic number was not always 4.75- it was a bit less.
The weeks after my audiologist told me that I lost half my hearing can only be described as utter chaos. I was behind on AP Biology work. Hours were spent with my AP Spanish teacher preparing for aural quizzes. My teachers had grown accustomed to seeing an empty seat where I usually sat because of my frequent doctor appointments. On top of that, the constant pinging in my ears made it hard to focus. One hour in class meant three extra hours of scrutinizing my notes, deciphering my barely legible handwriting, and blasting YouTube videos about Chemiosmosis in my room.
My educational and social experiences were different from those of my hearing friends. I often found myself lost in …show more content…
At 5:30, after the minor procedure, I got off of the operating table and the sounds around me were… different. Weirdly vivid.
My life became a little less different. While my hearing is still a little imbalanced, things are easier. Junior year was a struggle and memories from my AP Biology class still haunt me, but senior year is much different. Because of the increased work ethic that I developed during my period of deafness, I am able to keep my grades high with more academics on my workload.
My situation of chaos turned into a transformative experience, one made beautiful by its complexity. It left me with a newfound sense of vitality and energy, a redefined sense of spirituality. My experience left me challenged, inspired, motivated, and humbled. A time of self-realization and intellectual awakening broke life’s plans and something beautiful was born. I found myself smiling at how the situation turned out. Smiling at how what initially looked like a misadventure became a gift that kept on giving. Smiling at the beautiful
The weeks after my audiologist told me that I lost half my hearing can only be described as utter chaos. I was behind on AP Biology work. Hours were spent with my AP Spanish teacher preparing for aural quizzes. My teachers had grown accustomed to seeing an empty seat where I usually sat because of my frequent doctor appointments. On top of that, the constant pinging in my ears made it hard to focus. One hour in class meant three extra hours of scrutinizing my notes, deciphering my barely legible handwriting, and blasting YouTube videos about Chemiosmosis in my room.
My educational and social experiences were different from those of my hearing friends. I often found myself lost in …show more content…
At 5:30, after the minor procedure, I got off of the operating table and the sounds around me were… different. Weirdly vivid.
My life became a little less different. While my hearing is still a little imbalanced, things are easier. Junior year was a struggle and memories from my AP Biology class still haunt me, but senior year is much different. Because of the increased work ethic that I developed during my period of deafness, I am able to keep my grades high with more academics on my workload.
My situation of chaos turned into a transformative experience, one made beautiful by its complexity. It left me with a newfound sense of vitality and energy, a redefined sense of spirituality. My experience left me challenged, inspired, motivated, and humbled. A time of self-realization and intellectual awakening broke life’s plans and something beautiful was born. I found myself smiling at how the situation turned out. Smiling at how what initially looked like a misadventure became a gift that kept on giving. Smiling at the beautiful