G has been doing a good job of listening. More often, when I call out his name, he says "Yes mom?"
Recently I complimented him for listening so well and he told me "I can hear you why? Because I have a CI, it's the best thing in the world." It was sweet, and I know he didn't get told that at school.
I have this difficulty feeling joy at the success of his CI. It's like survivors guilt and worse because the actual threat to his life, that he survived, I have no guilt about that. So I feel ashamed that I didn't fully accept him apparently.
Last week in the car he was telling me that someone gave him a sticker because he was hearing. I asked him if he was hearing or deaf. "Both!" he emphatically said/signed. It was adorable. I love him so much and am proud of how he continues to put up with all the hoops.