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“Are you listening to me?”  Mothers say that to children that do not seem to be responding.  Spouses may say it to one another when the “talker” is not getting any signs of comprehension from the “listener”.  Teachers say it to students; coaches to players; and speakers to audiences. It is not a question that is only asked in our youth.  The frequency of being asked may actually increase with our age.  It is hard to say if we don’t hear as well in our senior years or if we are just hearing so much so often that we have achieved the discipline to willfully tune out most conversations.  That makes the listener feel less responsible for what was said.  Surely, one cannot be responsible for instructions if we just didn’t hear what was stated.  That’s my story and I’m sticking with it.

All of us have friends and family that do want to hear better and get some form of a hearing aid.  When that device is ready to be “installed”, it can create great excitement.  Here is one example.

Mrs. Thomas works for an “ear doctor”. She told us about one man who she had called to advise that his hearing aid had come in. The man was so happy, he jubilantly thanked Mrs. Thomas, saying, Oh thank you, I appreciate that…I love you, bye.

Later that day the man’s wife called Mrs. Thomas to explain the rest of the story. Her husband had been anticipating that hearing aid for so long, he was so happy to get the phone call from Mrs. Thomas. Hearing the good news, he had absent-mindedly fallen into his pattern of conversation reserved for his loved ones, wife, daughters and sons. His I love you only registered after he had hung-up the phone.

He was so embarrassed, he told his wife, I can’t go down there and face that woman (Mrs. Thomas), What am I gonna do?

Well, the man’s wife knew — she convinced him to go down there. She told him, Go right at the time of your appointment — maybe she won’t notice you.
Then, secretly, his wife arranged for Mrs. Thomas to have a long stemmed red rose (the lover’s choice) ready.

When the man slipped into the doctor’s office, he silently, cautiously approached the desk. He asked a busy Mrs. Thomas, Do you have my hearing aid? She looked up, smiled and handed him his hearing aid…and, a beautiful red rose.

Mrs. Thomas then leaned over the desk in the man’s direction, smiled sweetly and whispered, I love you too!

The man turned ashen, his jaw-dropped, and he was speechless. And then, his wife who had been hiding behind the front desk jumped out and took his picture!  (Copied).