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My hearing aids cost $189 at the drugstore. I wore them for 2 and a half years. And for 2 and a half years, I grumbled about them every single day. Ask my wife. I'm Gus. 73. Retired plumber from Cincinnati. Now let me be fair about the drugstore. They sell what they sell, and for some folks a basic pair does the job. Depends what they stock near you, too. One town gets decent help, the next town gets a shelf. But the pair I got? Wearing them was a part-time job. Batteries. Those little button cells, gone every 4 or 5 days. More than once they died on a Sunday morning, and I sat through the whole church service hearing about half of it. The whistling. Answer the phone, it squeals. Hug my granddaughter, it squeals in her ear. She started turning her head away when she hugged me. That one stung. And the size of them. Two big beige things hooked over my ears. One of the guys at the bowling alley asked if I was wearing garage door openers. Very funny, Pete. One volume for everything, too. At home, the house was too loud. At the bowling alley on league night, I couldn't pick out a single voice from the racket. Last spring I got fed up and tried a pair off the internet. $59. Thousands of good reviews. They sounded like a radio stuck between two stations. Everything hissing at once. Back in the box within the week. So that settled it, I figured. Cheap online is junk, the clinics want $4,000 or $5,000, Medicare pays nothing. What I had was the best I was going to get. End of story. Then Pete showed up to league night without his hearing aids. Or so I thought. "Where are your aids, Pete?" "In my ears, Gus. Been in all night. You bowled 3 frames next to me and never noticed." I made him turn his head. Had to lean right in before I saw it. A little thing, sitting inside the ear. Nothing hanging over the top. "What did that set you back?" "$249." "Come on. I tried the cheap stuff. Sent it back. It hissed like a busted valve." "That's what I said too. But these aren't that. My daughter-in-law found an article, some audiologist who retired from the big chains tested 5 brands next to each other. These held their own against the $5,000 ones. Same parts inside." "Then why's it $249, Pete? Where's the catch?" "That's the thing. There's a reason, and it actually makes sense. The fella who started the company, his own father couldn't hear. Old guy, on Social Security. Medicare wouldn't pay a cent, never has. The clinics wanted 5 grand. So his dad just did without, and got quieter every year. And the son knew the parts inside don't cost anywhere near that. So he thought, why should a man pay for the fancy showroom and the salesman's cut just to hear his grandkids? Couldn't do anything about it until 2022. That's when the FDA changed the rules so a company can sell real hearing aids straight to your door. No clinic in between. So he set it up. A warehouse out in New Jersey. Same parts the big brands use, a company called Knowles makes them. No showroom, no salesman, no commission. That's why it's $249, Gus. You're paying for the hearing aid. Not the address." I went home and read the article that night. The audiologist who wrote it spent 30 years at the chains. She says right in it why she quit: she got tired of selling $5,000 hearing aids to people on Social Security, knowing what the parts cost. She tested 5 brands on real patients. The drugstore pair, the Amazon stuff, Costco, the premium clinic ones, and this Modern Hearing. What she wrote about my drugstore pair explained my whole 2 and a half years. Basic, one-channel sound. Everything amplified the same. The voice you want and the noise you don't, all at one volume. That's not a flaw in my pair. That's just what the cheap ones are. Then she added up the expensive ones. The parts inside a hearing aid, the chip, the little speaker, the microphone, run about $100 to $150 to make. Doesn't matter whose name is on it. The other $4,800 at the clinic? The showroom. The staff. The commission, which is why the dearest model always comes out of the case first. The managers. The TV ads. And the $249 one? Same parts. Held up next to the clinic devices in her testing. There's just no showroom in the price. I'm a plumber. 40 years of pricing parts and labor. I know an honest invoice when I see one, and I know padding when I see it. This was the first honest invoice I'd seen in the whole hearing aid business. But I'll tell you the truth. I still hesitated. $249 was close enough to that $59 hissing disaster that my guard was up. Once burned. So I checked them out properly. FDA registered as a medical device, I looked that up myself. 45-day trial at home. 2-year guaranteed lifespan, they replace them free if anything goes wrong. And my son works over in Jersey, 20 minutes from their warehouse. I asked him to drive past on his lunch break. He sent me a photo: real building, trucks at the loading dock, their name on the wall. That was good enough for me. Ellen just shook her head. "Gus, it's less than we spend on the lottery in a year. Order the things." So I did. 3 days later, a small box. Charging case, 5 sizes of ear tips, a manual with print big enough to actually read. I put them in at the kitchen table. The dishwasher was running. Ellen said something from the hallway, and I heard her. Over the dishwasher. Her voice in front, the machine somewhere behind it. 2 and a half years with the drugstore pair, and I never knew a hearing aid could keep two sounds apart. I thought loud-and-flat was just how hearing aids were. That whole first week, I kept waiting for the part where I'd be disappointed. It never came. The phone doesn't squeal. My granddaughter hugs me on the left side again, she doesn't even think about it anymore. She has no idea why, and that's exactly how I like it, because she can't see them either. A charge lasts me from breakfast until I take them out at night. And 2 Saturdays ago I was out on the porch and heard rain coming before it arrived. That soft sound on the trees up the street. I'd forgotten rain made a sound coming in. So here's what I know now that I didn't know for 2 and a half years. I didn't have hearing aids. I had the cheapest version of hearing aids, and nobody ever told me there was a difference. Pete and me, that's 2. Then Frank from the league ordered a pair after he wore one of mine for a single frame. Then Frank's brother, who'd been quoted $4,600 at a clinic and never went back. 4 of us now, and the league night conversation includes everybody again. And because I price everything, here's the math. $249, guaranteed 2 years, comes to 34 cents a day. I was spending more than that on button batteries and the gas to go buy them. So the better hearing turned out to be cheaper than the bad hearing. Sit with that one a minute. I had to. Now look. I'm 73, I'm not your audiologist, and I'm not on commission. I don't work for these people. I'm a retired plumber who got tired of squealing ears and dead batteries. If your hearing is severely gone, go to a clinic and get the proper custom fitting. That's real work and worth paying for. But if you're sitting there with a drugstore pair whistling on your ears, changing batteries every few days, thinking this is as good as it gets, I'm telling you what nobody told me. It isn't. The article that started all this is here. 5 brands, every price, tested on real patients. Read it yourself and make up your own mind: www.healthylivingdigest.news/pages/healthy-living-digest-we-tested-the-actual-cost-of-5-top-hearing-aids-us And if you want to see the ones Pete and I wear: www.trymodernhearing.com/products/modern-hearing-comfort $249. 45-day trial at home. If they're not right, send them back, shipping covered both ways. Gus, 73, retired plumber Cincinnati P.S. Pete takes full credit for all 4 of us, naturally. Ellen says he should be on commission. He says he's paid in beer.