i have many stories,
many years ago my mum was cooking in the kitchen and she asked me for a calendar, I got a stool climbed and reached for it - when I brought it to her - she said no, no - a colander. My family never took my deafness on - they just didn't.
I have a speech impediment and when I was about 20 went to speech therapy. When I used to come home from the appointment - all the brothers started to "pretend" to stammer - ah ah ah ah, and eh eh - we all had a laugh. not at other people's expense but only mine. They were just larking.
Another time my brother (how he got it - my phone number in work) - rang me on the phone and I'm all nervous on the phone and kept asking him to repeat, he lost the bap and shouted - "are ye deaf or what" - says I - I am and have been for all my life ye b". I just took all this for granted. But the masks are another spectrum in my life - I just feel sorry for everybody else in hospitals, trying to get treatment for all their various illnesses, trying to keep up with the new rules. So I am relatively lucky considering all that.