Chance hears only what he wants to hear

Yesterday we went to Chance's brothers regional swim meet.  For those of you who have not experienced these events, they are LOUD.  You have hoards of teenagers from several different  high schools milling around a pool waiting their turn to compete.  There are many different events, the back stroke, the breast stroke,  the 50 yard freestyle, the 100 yard freestyle etc. etc.   There are several heats of each stroke and then there are girls races and boys races.

Big cavernous rooms with swimming pools have interesting sound dynamics.  Everything is echoey and the sound carries.  All this sound was not a problem for Chance.  It was a problem for his little brother though. When we left the swim meet, his brother started to hold his head and cry.  A lot.  We could do nothing to comfort him in the car so we just tried to be quiet as each noise brought fresh tears of pain since his head hurt so bad.  He seemed to have a massive headache.

While the rest of us sat without music and without talking that much, listening to the crying, Chance tapped me on the shoulder.  He was smiling and holding his implants in his hands.

"Oh, this is so peaceful and quiet!"

Indeed, it would be nice to be able to take one's ears off at times.

As a mom, I need to hear the crying to make sure that everyone is alright and Chance's poor brother was alright once we got him home, snuggled him, and gave him a bit of medication.

But at times, it would be nice to have the option of taking my ears off like Chance.