My husband complained, “You don’t listen.”

I complained, “You mumble.”

Quietly, I made an appointment to get my hearing checked. My doctor listened attentively to the problem and said, “We’ll talk, after your test.”

Testing over, I was ushered back to the examination room. The doctor reappeared with papers in hand and smiled kindly. “Everything is normal.”

With concern, I looked at the physician and asked, “What do I tell my husband?”

He replied, “What is his name?”

I answered.

He scribbled something on his prescription pad and handed it to me.

In big, bold letters he had written, “JOHN. SPEAK UP!”