Surgery is not all its cracked up to be
I like what I am now, profoundly Deaf, love my Deaf community friends and associates who respect Deaf people so much they wanted to be included in this vibrant community. Also, I enjoy my Hearing friends who otherwise would not be involved if not for working with me, living near me, or coming into contact with me in the community.
Becoming Hearing, however, would be a fascinating experience for me. If a shot of stem cells would make me Hearing with all the bells and whistles, I'd go for it. In a heartbeat. My Deaf identity would still be with me even as I expand on my world of experiences by hearing, and my Deaf friends and associates would still be as precious to me.
Yet, with the possibility of hearing by means of radical surgery, I pause. The idea of my skull being drilled out and foreign bodies implanted in me is a major consideration. That it may likely have to be repeated in the future is another. That the benefit is not guaranteed nor even highly likely is also a consideration. Having post-surgical problems such as hematomas, pain, misfitted or misplaced devices, and loosened ears that pop in and out of position on one's head are also considerations. Not at all like regenerating one's own cochlear tissues.
I've had surgeries before, and the results were either indifferent or only slightly improving on the condition that made it necessary. I still have to live with the aftereffects which seem to be worse than before the surgery. Moral: don't fix it if it ain't broke.
Having to trust in the skill of the surgeon and the anesthesiologist is frankly daunting, since I work with legal briefs on medical malpractice as part of my job. There are those who willingly take the risks and feel it was worth it. More power to them. I am not that desperate, nor that needy, and am aware of being richly blessed with the gifts given to me at birth and in life.
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