We weren't really surprised. It made sense. Because she had been so sick, we were just waiting for the other shoe to drop, and find out what the lingering problems would be. We were very lucky it was deafness, there are much more crushing things that we could have had to deal with (HIV from one of the hundreds of transfusions for example). When we got the diagnosis it made sense with her behavior, so it clicked.
There have only been a few times where I have been very upset by it and ny level headed husband usually snaps me back to reality. For example the night before we got her hearing aids I was crying and asking what her future would hold and he said "She will probably never be a phone operator but other than that her future is wide open".
Honestly, the only thing I ever wanted was information and a job to do. I need to be working to make her life better every single day. If you don't have a goal, or a job, I think that is when you wallow in self-pity and saddness. I'm too busy for wallowing.