After a welcome and some introductions with the audiologist, I was handed my shiny new processor (the bit for the outside of my head) in Bordeaux Red and hooked up to her computer. The switch on took about an hour, and unlike the name suggests, involved more than just a simple flick of a switch.
And then came the moment to listen to the real world… Click. ”Hello Catherine, can you hear me? I’ve switched your implant on now. Testing, testing, 123.” I lip read her perfectly. But what I heard was different. It wasn’t a voice at all. It was just squawks and beeps and whistles. It was same for every sound, voice or not.
Walking back to the car, I felt nothing but exhaustion. When we got home, there were so many sounds coming from everywhere and after an hour, I pulled the processor off, and wondered how it was going to work. I’ll be honest, I wasn’t expecting it to be quite like this.
This article was first published on Catherine’s own blog, which you can find here:http://sounds-different.blogspot.co.uk/
Catherine lives in Norfolk and has a young family. Born profoundly deaf in 1978, she leads a busy life using a combination of hearing aids, lip reading and sign language. Following a deterioration in hearing in recent years, she is now in the early stages of getting a Cochlear Implant, and currently awaits feedback on her suitability. This is her story, told as it happens.
The Limping Chicken is supported by Deaf media company Remark!, provider of sign language services Deaf Umbrella, training and consultancy Deafworks, and the National Theatre’s captioned plays.

















E. A. Hughes
September 11, 2012
Thanks for sharing your experiences, Catherine. I’ll be pointing Deaf and Hearing friends to these posts when we have discussions about the ups and downs of CIs.
Emma
September 13, 2012
Hi Catherine – interesting to hear about your day, the odd sounds in the early days are really common, it takes perseverance and time to start making sense of the sounds.
On my switch on day I kept thinking that I was being ‘beamed up’ somewhere like in Star Trek