Two Days at the sea

Two days at the sea. The first time as deaf and above all the first time in two years with the awareness of what I have, of my illness and my condition.

It was less worse than I thought. Now I was at the beach with my friend “from the piece of me”, and therefore everything was easier and carefree, helped by our complicity, by being natural ourselves and also I must say by the various drinks and cocktails that we had for aperitifs and good food.

I had the cochlear implant in the aquatic version, with protection in short, but nothing protects you from the fear of not feeling like before, from the judgment of others and the expectations you may have that are swept away by a word, a look.

In reality, apart from the tinnitus that has come back in a powerful way these days, on the beach I was able to hear the sound of the waves, the sound of the surf when you are near the shore. I thought I could not perceive these small nuances of sounds, but I did it. These first seven months of implantation, with various ups and downs, are paying off.

But the thing that excited me is the naturalness with which in the end I was at the table, talking to people, laughing … I was able to understand almost everything, and in any case when deaf every now and then I asked “how? What? I don’t understand? ”… oh well, little things that happen.

The sea, or at least the holiday, was the accomplice of this auditory sensation. Disconnect him even for two days from the routine. Then I went to Versilia for two days, precisely to Marina di Pietrasanta, but any place is fine.

I learned with the disease not to lose the smile, to always try to move forward (I had also written it), because it’s true… it helps you not to think about the why of things.

Nothing transcendental, just be comfortable in situations avoid what makes us uncomfortable and smile and move on

I had the proof that in these two days at the sea, not thinking, relaxing and having a good drink, the fear of everything, or almost everything, passes.

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