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I'll just put it out there, the doctor says I need hearing aids.  I now feel 100 years old.  My husband's reaction was something like "No shit.  You haven't heard thunder in 10 years."  

I'm still in my mid-to-late 40s, but I'll turn, gulp, 50 in just a few days.  Is that the theme from Jaws I hear?  Anyhoo, I went to the doc for a physical and received a clean bill of health.  He told me I have the heart-rate of a teenager, so I'm feeling pretty good about that.  Then he asked me about anything specific that was bothering me and I mentioned my hearing.  Honestly, I've noticed that it has degraded over the past few years.  I ask people to repeat things constantly.  So, he set me up for an exam with an ENT doctor and a hearing test.  As a result, I was prescribed hearing aids.  The audiologist fitted me with them yesterday and they really do make a dramatic difference.  It's like putting on glasses for the first time, you don't realize what you've been missing.  I don't have them yet as we're still working with the insurance company, but I'll be wearing them soon.

I now have progressive bifocals, hearing aids, a bum knee from years of running and my back is bothering me.  Just call me gramps. 

I will NOT be wearing the hearing aids to job interviews.  I want to appear as young and fresh as possible.  I also told my hairdresser that my impending unemployment will NOT cause me to stop having my hair, ahem, deeply conditioned.  I'm all about young and fresh, people, young and fresh.