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?”
He scribbled something on his prescription pad and handed it to me.
In big, bold letters he had written, “JOHN. SPEAK UP!”