Seating Preference

Every so often I forget what’s considered “normal” in the deaf world isn’t always considered “normal” in the hearing world….and vice versa.

I drove up to take my grandma to a couple of doctor appointments yesterday. My aunt who lives near her usually helps out, but her son (my cousin) had been admitted to the hospital the other day. Turns out he had to have a defibrillator put in (scary stuff…especially when you’re only 25) and she needed to be at the hospital with him.
Anyways, I was reminded of what I call…my deaf tendencies. Normally, hearing people sit next to each other. general…deaf people like to sit across from people. Why? Not because people smell but because it’s easier to lipread and watch sign language. There’s a reason deaf groups like to ask for round tables at restaurants. πŸ˜‰
When I first moved to NYC…I would oftentimes sit by myself, across from hearing friends on subways. This worked great until we hit Grand Central or rush hour….then it was impossible to see them once the subway got full of people. It took a few months for me to realize why they always gave me a funny look when I would go over to the other side of the subway to sit across from them…by myself.
I finally realized I had to explain that it was easier for me to lipread them and to follow the conversation in terms of who was talking. Once I explained, they actually started getting into the habit of sitting across from me which was awesome. πŸ™‚
There I go blabbing once again.
Anyways, I walked into the waiting room with my grandma and automatically sat across from her and near the door to the examining rooms. It wasn’t until she asked me to move over and sit by her that I realized how natural my deaf tendencies are. I tend to scope out a room and figure out where the best place is for me to sit. What I SEE is what I “hear.” If I can’t see it…I can’t “hear” it. Her choice of seat put us with our backs to the door where the nurse calls you in.
I typically sit where I can see the nurse calling out names. I think that was the first time I had ever sat where I couldn’t see the nurse. Then I remembered it wasn’t my appointment so it didn’t matter. πŸ˜‰
It was good getting to see my grandma for a bit. My cousin got to go home yesterday which was great news. My friend, Tara, who was in the hospital for preeclampisa gave birth to her son Monday night….even though Dylan’s 5 weeks early, he’s doing great! Tara got to go home today.
I like when people get to go home from the hospital! πŸ™‚

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