Reader Blue tells us what it's like to grow up deaf…
I've been deaf since I was two; apparently the only case of deafness caused by chicken pox that any of my audiologists had ever come across. I got my hearing aids when I was five because people kept assuming I was ignoring them when actually it was just that I couldn't hear them. Growing up deaf wasn't too different from growing up hearing (I imagine!) except that my teachers had to be informed and instructed to speak up around me and to face me so that I could lipread. My hearing aids amplify speech, but also all background noises too, so I partially rely on lipreading as well. I also got taken out of class every few weeks to meet with a 'deaf teacher'. I think this was like speech therapy but my memory's a bit fuzzy!
Sometimes I do wish I could hear just like everyone else, but those moments are fleeting. Everyone is different… being deaf is a part of who I am. Besides, my hearing aids are wicked! They're red with red and black patterned moulds. There's even a hole in the moulds to improve air circulation… they're practical and they look awesome. How can that be a bad thing?
I love Blue's positive, can-do attitude - she's a great role model for anyone with a hearing impairment, because she's proof that it doesn't have to stop you from doing whatever you want to! COMMENT BELOW if you'd like to say something to Blue, or if you'd like to share YOUR own experience of living with a health issue.