My 40-year-old husband has had partial hearing loss in one ear since childhood. It seems to be growing worse. He visited the Shea Clinic here in Memphis and they told him there were no surgeries yet to repair his type of hearing loss and suggested a wrap-around hearing aid that would take the sound from his "good ear" and send it to his "bad ear." He decided he was too young for such an obvious hearing aid. They told him to check back in a couple of years, both to make sure it's not worsening and because there have been so many advancements in surgeries in recent years, so maybe they can do something for him in the near future.
Anyway, he "copes" with it by always sitting on one side of someone, so he or she will be talking into his "good ear." He has a lot of trouble following conversations, because he doesn't want to say "huh" every other sentence and ends up missing quite a lot. His pride makes things even worse than they need to be.
And my grandfather had pretty bad hearing loss, but hearing aids weren't nearly as good back then and I don’t think they helped him at all. He was very loud, I mean VERY loud, even when he tried to whisper. He was really a character and everybody loved him, but whenever people reminisce about him they mention how loud he was. Everyone in my family got to the point where they thought they could talk about him right in front of his face. But I know that sometimes he could hear and understand every word. When he got older and sicker and couldn't move around as well, he watched TV constantly, but the volume was so loud that it really disturbed everyone else. We had to get him headphones and plug them into the TV so he could hear but the rest of us wouldn't go deaf. Then the family started REALLY talking about him right in front of his face.
Also, it seemed that as his hearing worsened, his other senses improved, much like I've always heard about people who lose their sight. He could smell the pot on my clothes from across the room, and he could always taste the arsenic my grandmother tried to sneak in his chili.
OK, so I got carried away. I've had a couple of glasses of wine and couldn't help myself. But apart from the pot and the arsenic, it’s all true, I swear.