Wow, that's a wonderful story, indeed. Thanks to IcedTeaRulz for bringing this to our attention.
It made me think about my mother and siblings and even my deceased grandmother.
I was looking back in the past and realised that my immediate family never brought it up or persuaded me to go for it. Mum could have had me implanted any time when I was a child, but she did not.
I remember my grandmother sent articles to us, when I was about 9, the age where I didn't really understand CI, about South Australia's 1st kid to be implanted. That kid was my grandmother's grandnephew. Mum showed me that but didn't rush to do it. My grandmother, I think, has always accepted my deafness but wanted me to have options as it was.
When I was a teen at friend's b'day party. She had a friend with CI there. Mum came to pick me up after the party and saw him. Then on the drive home I brought that up, I think, and do you wanna know what she said?
She thought the CI was 'ugly'. That was her exact word.
Then as early adult I considered the CI and never did she said 'go for it'. She only said 'go for it if that's what you really want, and that the CI could help'. Needless to say, I didn't go for it.
Yeah, that story made me grateful for my family and their acceptance.