It has been a bad week. For anyone, including the alarmed passer-by, who witnessed the swearing woman rooted to the spot at a street corner after touching one ear on Friday morning, I would like to announce that there is an explanation.

Since it is not the first time the scenario has happened, I feel it is now worthy of some definitions:

1. Lugstruck temporary state of paralysis induced by the realisation that your hearing aids are on the bedside table and not on your ears, as you’re running to catch a train or bus. The distance you are likely to cover before this realisation occurs is annoyingly governed by the equation: amount of pressure you are under to get to where you need to go, divided by degree of hearing loss. I seem to be able to get furthest on days where I cannot afford to be late.

2. Pessoptimism loop temporary fluctuating state of belief that you don’t need to hear anything today anyway, and that the 08:32 train will be leaving the station with you on board. Then reality dawns.

3. Hearing aid hotfoot ungainly sprint back to base to connect hearing aids to ears.

4. Delaid hearing aid related lateness, resulting from all of the above.


2 Responses to “Forgoticons”

  1. 1 Babs Scott October 15, 2012 at 8:06 pm

    A similar disaster can happen when you drive off for work and suddenly realise when you are almost about to join the really busy traffic that that strangely unsettling feeling you had is really…… “F**k I can’t see anything!” because you left your specs lying on the table in the house; and NOT because you were running late. 😦

    • 2 moiradancer October 16, 2012 at 3:43 pm

      Oh crikey that’s a scary one Babs, just as well I can’t drive! Mind you, I wouldn’t be able to find my way out of the house without my lenses in, so I guess the ‘distance travelled before realising something is missing’ equation holds true for eyes and ears 😉

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