Tonight I sit here encouraged and humbled- by Jesus' faithfulness and
provision; even when I am distant and at times defiant. As I sip on apple
cinnamon tea, with an eclectic "Autumn Almanac" playlist in the
background, I'll try to explain where I'm at in my journey with hearing loss.
Today I had a 6 month
follow up appointment with a Seattle-based Neurotologist who my uncle's friend
(also a in neurotology) referred me to back in March. Before going I was
apprehensive- back in March he had told me some hard news in a not so caring
manner- that my hearing loss was probably the result of a syndrome that also
caused my heart deformities and my height…and added that “your kids have a good
chance of getting it too so you’ll probably want to do genetic
testing”…apparently assuming that I wouldn’t want my kids to have the same
thing (obviously, I want my kids to be healthy) but even before he said that I
knew that any disability wouldn’t change my desire to have kids. Nevertheless,
it is a hard thing to come to grips with. Additionally, every round of hearing
test is nerve-wracking, I don’t want it to be worse, and I’m forced to look my
fear in the face—because all too often I wrongly put my hope in the fact that
I’m “managing” and that it’s “not any worse…YET”. Just this past week I was
convicted of my reliance on my own ability to manage and my tendency to put my
security in the sustenance of my current hearing- something I really can’t do
much about. Needless to say, I was apprehensive this morning. Even during the
tests I tend to overanalyze my “performance”. But at least this time I was
reminded that even if my hearing is worse I am not less. I am no less loved,
valued, or needed; those thoughts are a huge testament to the power of the
Gospel.
Back to the appointment—after
the usual round of tests, and an awkward discussion about insurance coverage
(something I also need to entrust instead of “borrowing trouble from tomorrow”
about—I was waiting to see the neurotologist. I was ushered into the room, and
waited, again…praying for peace, for courage, and for humility to not take an
attitude with him because of the off-putting visit in March. Thanks be to God—he
was much more encouraging and related that my hearing test was actually better
than the last 3 tests!! It was back to where it was when I first discovered my loss,
in late 2007/ early 2008! He then stated that often inherited loss happens in
stair steps with plateaus, and I’m currently in a undefined plateau. While
there’s no way of knowing the future, he also stated that with the lack of distortion
I have, I may never need a cochlear implant, but if I do that is still an
option!
I was so encouraged, so
humbled, so blessed. In recent weeks so many people around me have been dealing
with life threatening (and ending) diseases, it really puts my hearing loss in
perspective! In addition, I’ve been reading through “Spiritual Depression” by
Martin Lloyd-Jones and it has been one of the most convicting and comforting
books I’ve ever read. Basically, he discusses the causes of it in Christians
and how reorienting flawed perspectives of the gospel aids to relieve it. Anyway,
to anyone who has prayed, thank you. And I ask you to check out these
blogs/articles and pray for the people who are facing life-threatening
illnesses.
Baby Reese with Cancer
Katie Collier, a Senior at my old High School and a star athlete with leukemia
my cousin Donna with congestive heart failure
Baby Brielle- a premature baby, for her lungs, eyes, and ears
Also, add names in the comments and I'd love to keep them in my prayers!
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