My story is this...
I got hearing loss and tinnitus from a loud power tool (air hammer) without hearing protection. I have no idea what made me so stupid that day. I was even looking for earmuffs, but did not have them with me at the garage (40 minutes away from home). Instead of running to bring a pair, I thought "this one time it will be okay". I had no idea what tinnitus is, maybe some vague recollection, but did not realize it could happen so quickly (well, it wasn't that quick - I probably spent between 5-10 minutes hammering). I always thought loud noise exposure leads to poor hearing "when you are old". What an idiot.
I am past my mid-40s, male, never having any hearing issues at all. I did not have an extensive history of loud noise exposure either, though there were some incidents. I liked to listen to loud music occasionally, typically in the car, but never overdid it (don't have custom loud stereos or such). As a teen/youngster I'd use Walkman a lot, but haven't in decades, really. When I was 8 years old, I fired my father's rifle accidentally inside our house. My father was a hunter and never used hearing protection, and never had hearing issues. He occasionally took me hunting and let me shoot (of course without hearing protection). When I was in my early 20s, I might have gone to a few loud concerts. But since then, for the past 20 years, I was always taking Etymotic earplugs with me to attend concerts, which I would maybe attend a couple every year (before COVID-19). While DYing at home, I'd use earmuffs while using a table saw, jackhammer or vibrating tool. Maybe not so when using a nail gun for wood trim work or drilling in wood. And never around cars indeed (loudest tool would be an impact gun, except the damn air hammer that I used maybe the 2nd time ever).
I am devastated by tinnitus. It's probably moderate on average, but can be severe. And actually now is after (idiot, again) I exposed myself to too loud high frequency noise while playing with a tone generator too loud. Shower no longer masks it. It's loud when I wake up, it used to go down after a while, but no longer. It used to be quieter when I am in a quiet room. It definitely is reactive tinnitus, certain sounds instantly aggravate it - e.g., boiling water in an electric kettle, or crushing a paper bag. I also have mild (?) hyperacusis. Sounds like plates or silverware are unpleasant.
I have had self-diagnosed misophonia for years, at least 10-15. People eating in office open space, or smacking their lips, or phones beeping would drive me mad. I wish had I read about tinnitus/hyperacusis when researching misophonia. Now this is 10x worse. Everything sounds louder (e.g., passing cars), and even if it does not spike tinnitus, it makes me very angry.
Tinnitus took like 4-5 days to develop after the trauma. It started faint in the left ear, and was gradually getting worse for next 2-3 weeks. It really started to feel bad after the first ENT visit at the 3 week mark. My left ear audiogram at 3 weeks after the trauma showed worse hearing loss (by 20 dB?). A week later, the loss evened out (right ear the same as the left ear). The tinnitus is mostly in the left ear still, but in the morning it seems to be inside the head. It's quite possible it has been getting better lately at around the 3 month mark.
My sleep was destroyed during the 2nd month - I slept like 2-3 hours. But it has been gradually improving over the last 3 weeks - I am getting 5-6 hours of sleep, sometimes with a break, sometimes in one stretch. I even had a night with 8 hours of sleep. Previously I was a super sleeper, I could sleep any amount of time, and was rarely disturbed. Initially, I tried Melatonin but it did not really work. I could fall asleep, but was waking up. I am not taking anything now, except Magnesium L-Threonate, and not very consistently.
I am also not taking any antidepressants. Too scared of making tinnitus/hyperacusis worse. I've been peddled those by my GP (first Trazodone and Zoloft, but nope, not taking those).
I tried CBT with a guy supposedly specializing in tinnitus patients affiliated with the top Ivy school in the U.S, but this is a waste of time and insulting to be honest. He has no clue (or maybe I don't, but it just does not work for me). Think "positively". So annoying.
My stress/anxiety is going down compared to month 2, but I am super depressed and crying a lot, more and more in random, even public situations. I never ever thought I'd suffer from depression. I never did. Not even close.
I just can't accept what I have done. I don't want to take my life, so far I'm too scared to do that, but that is likely to happen eventually. I loved life and had virtually everything I could dream of in my life: great health, loving wife, wonderful kids, great job, houses, cars, fair amount of money! Now - I'd give up literally everything for a cure. Or I would just want to never wake up again and be done with it.
I need tinnitus/hyperacusis to improve. Losing faith that time heals it, especially given my hearing loss. Damn scared of being out. I rarely drive, and wear earplugs when I do (which is sad since cars were my passion, and I have a few cool sports cars). I am waiting for custom molded musician earplugs, as I hate fumbling with the foam ones (struggling to get them seated right), and feel silicone ones offer marginal protection.
The fear of tinnitus getting worse due to random (normal level?) exposure is absolutely crippling me. How am I supposed to get dental work done? While I loved quiet surroundings, I loved to travel, go around, visit restaurants (I am a foodie), visit cities and parks/remote areas alike. I feel like my life is over and I need to become a hermit. I will go crazy and so will my wife with me.
Seems the only realistic hope is Dr. Shore's device. It can't come soon enough. Easily another 2 years if that, and getting access to it may be difficult. Everything else either is gone (Frequency Therapeutics, Otonomy), or is far away (XEN1101), or risky/unproven (stem cells).
This post is very long, too long. I am exceedingly traumatized. Tending to be overly protective, if I had had a slightest idea of tinnitus (and I should have), I'd never ever have done what I had. I'd be fine. Live a good life for many years to come, hopefully. I'd lower the volume of music in my car, and ditch headphones (hardly used those, anyway), take them away from kids and just warn anyone around me.
It is so f***ing ironic that what is the most inhumane, torturous, sadistic experience is so easily avoided, at least noise exposure/acoustic trauma wise. Yet, this dumb society will put warning labels about electrocution on extension cords, but would not put warning labels about tinnitus/hyperacusis on things like power tools, headphones or speakers. I truly hate this world for it. Sadly.
The worst part is that tinnitus sufferers do not talk about tinnitus. One of my best friends I have known for 6 years has had a virus induced tinnitus (loud, supposedly) for 30 years. He was habituated. And never told me! If he only did. My other friend I've known for 30 years, has had a mild tinnitus (cause unknown, he thinks it could be alcohol?) for 26 years. Never told me, either. My brother-in-law has had a tinnitus since childhood (antibiotic induced). My wife says she told me years ago. I forgot, I guess.
Literally a random man I asked during a walk in the woods (for the first time ever!) if he knows what tinnitus is, he tells me: "oh I have had it for 5 years and it is bad". Can you believe it? Like everyone around me seems to have tinnitus, but nobody warned me about it.
I was trying to find help in God, being religious and fairly observant Catholic for most of my life. God does not give a flying F about tinnitus, certainly not mine so far. Makes me doubt my faith (what the hell did I think?). The whole bullshit about suffering makes you a better person turns me off. I am a much worse, angrier, impatient person for it, and this probably can be felt in the tone of my post.
Now, I need to acknowledge the immense suffering and also compassion I see shown by overwhelmingly kind people on this forum (e.g., @billie48 must be a saint). It's truly a tragic place. I wish I found it in time and thus learned about tinnitus before I got it.
The biggest lesson I learned with this that I didn't quite understand is that the most important thing in life is... will to live. How one lives their lives is a secondary matter. It seems impossible to live if you don't feel like it. It's a painful, pointless, sorrowful existence of constant torture now.
I got hearing loss and tinnitus from a loud power tool (air hammer) without hearing protection. I have no idea what made me so stupid that day. I was even looking for earmuffs, but did not have them with me at the garage (40 minutes away from home). Instead of running to bring a pair, I thought "this one time it will be okay". I had no idea what tinnitus is, maybe some vague recollection, but did not realize it could happen so quickly (well, it wasn't that quick - I probably spent between 5-10 minutes hammering). I always thought loud noise exposure leads to poor hearing "when you are old". What an idiot.
I am past my mid-40s, male, never having any hearing issues at all. I did not have an extensive history of loud noise exposure either, though there were some incidents. I liked to listen to loud music occasionally, typically in the car, but never overdid it (don't have custom loud stereos or such). As a teen/youngster I'd use Walkman a lot, but haven't in decades, really. When I was 8 years old, I fired my father's rifle accidentally inside our house. My father was a hunter and never used hearing protection, and never had hearing issues. He occasionally took me hunting and let me shoot (of course without hearing protection). When I was in my early 20s, I might have gone to a few loud concerts. But since then, for the past 20 years, I was always taking Etymotic earplugs with me to attend concerts, which I would maybe attend a couple every year (before COVID-19). While DYing at home, I'd use earmuffs while using a table saw, jackhammer or vibrating tool. Maybe not so when using a nail gun for wood trim work or drilling in wood. And never around cars indeed (loudest tool would be an impact gun, except the damn air hammer that I used maybe the 2nd time ever).
I am devastated by tinnitus. It's probably moderate on average, but can be severe. And actually now is after (idiot, again) I exposed myself to too loud high frequency noise while playing with a tone generator too loud. Shower no longer masks it. It's loud when I wake up, it used to go down after a while, but no longer. It used to be quieter when I am in a quiet room. It definitely is reactive tinnitus, certain sounds instantly aggravate it - e.g., boiling water in an electric kettle, or crushing a paper bag. I also have mild (?) hyperacusis. Sounds like plates or silverware are unpleasant.
I have had self-diagnosed misophonia for years, at least 10-15. People eating in office open space, or smacking their lips, or phones beeping would drive me mad. I wish had I read about tinnitus/hyperacusis when researching misophonia. Now this is 10x worse. Everything sounds louder (e.g., passing cars), and even if it does not spike tinnitus, it makes me very angry.
Tinnitus took like 4-5 days to develop after the trauma. It started faint in the left ear, and was gradually getting worse for next 2-3 weeks. It really started to feel bad after the first ENT visit at the 3 week mark. My left ear audiogram at 3 weeks after the trauma showed worse hearing loss (by 20 dB?). A week later, the loss evened out (right ear the same as the left ear). The tinnitus is mostly in the left ear still, but in the morning it seems to be inside the head. It's quite possible it has been getting better lately at around the 3 month mark.
My sleep was destroyed during the 2nd month - I slept like 2-3 hours. But it has been gradually improving over the last 3 weeks - I am getting 5-6 hours of sleep, sometimes with a break, sometimes in one stretch. I even had a night with 8 hours of sleep. Previously I was a super sleeper, I could sleep any amount of time, and was rarely disturbed. Initially, I tried Melatonin but it did not really work. I could fall asleep, but was waking up. I am not taking anything now, except Magnesium L-Threonate, and not very consistently.
I am also not taking any antidepressants. Too scared of making tinnitus/hyperacusis worse. I've been peddled those by my GP (first Trazodone and Zoloft, but nope, not taking those).
I tried CBT with a guy supposedly specializing in tinnitus patients affiliated with the top Ivy school in the U.S, but this is a waste of time and insulting to be honest. He has no clue (or maybe I don't, but it just does not work for me). Think "positively". So annoying.
My stress/anxiety is going down compared to month 2, but I am super depressed and crying a lot, more and more in random, even public situations. I never ever thought I'd suffer from depression. I never did. Not even close.
I just can't accept what I have done. I don't want to take my life, so far I'm too scared to do that, but that is likely to happen eventually. I loved life and had virtually everything I could dream of in my life: great health, loving wife, wonderful kids, great job, houses, cars, fair amount of money! Now - I'd give up literally everything for a cure. Or I would just want to never wake up again and be done with it.
I need tinnitus/hyperacusis to improve. Losing faith that time heals it, especially given my hearing loss. Damn scared of being out. I rarely drive, and wear earplugs when I do (which is sad since cars were my passion, and I have a few cool sports cars). I am waiting for custom molded musician earplugs, as I hate fumbling with the foam ones (struggling to get them seated right), and feel silicone ones offer marginal protection.
The fear of tinnitus getting worse due to random (normal level?) exposure is absolutely crippling me. How am I supposed to get dental work done? While I loved quiet surroundings, I loved to travel, go around, visit restaurants (I am a foodie), visit cities and parks/remote areas alike. I feel like my life is over and I need to become a hermit. I will go crazy and so will my wife with me.
Seems the only realistic hope is Dr. Shore's device. It can't come soon enough. Easily another 2 years if that, and getting access to it may be difficult. Everything else either is gone (Frequency Therapeutics, Otonomy), or is far away (XEN1101), or risky/unproven (stem cells).
This post is very long, too long. I am exceedingly traumatized. Tending to be overly protective, if I had had a slightest idea of tinnitus (and I should have), I'd never ever have done what I had. I'd be fine. Live a good life for many years to come, hopefully. I'd lower the volume of music in my car, and ditch headphones (hardly used those, anyway), take them away from kids and just warn anyone around me.
It is so f***ing ironic that what is the most inhumane, torturous, sadistic experience is so easily avoided, at least noise exposure/acoustic trauma wise. Yet, this dumb society will put warning labels about electrocution on extension cords, but would not put warning labels about tinnitus/hyperacusis on things like power tools, headphones or speakers. I truly hate this world for it. Sadly.
The worst part is that tinnitus sufferers do not talk about tinnitus. One of my best friends I have known for 6 years has had a virus induced tinnitus (loud, supposedly) for 30 years. He was habituated. And never told me! If he only did. My other friend I've known for 30 years, has had a mild tinnitus (cause unknown, he thinks it could be alcohol?) for 26 years. Never told me, either. My brother-in-law has had a tinnitus since childhood (antibiotic induced). My wife says she told me years ago. I forgot, I guess.
Literally a random man I asked during a walk in the woods (for the first time ever!) if he knows what tinnitus is, he tells me: "oh I have had it for 5 years and it is bad". Can you believe it? Like everyone around me seems to have tinnitus, but nobody warned me about it.
I was trying to find help in God, being religious and fairly observant Catholic for most of my life. God does not give a flying F about tinnitus, certainly not mine so far. Makes me doubt my faith (what the hell did I think?). The whole bullshit about suffering makes you a better person turns me off. I am a much worse, angrier, impatient person for it, and this probably can be felt in the tone of my post.
Now, I need to acknowledge the immense suffering and also compassion I see shown by overwhelmingly kind people on this forum (e.g., @billie48 must be a saint). It's truly a tragic place. I wish I found it in time and thus learned about tinnitus before I got it.
The biggest lesson I learned with this that I didn't quite understand is that the most important thing in life is... will to live. How one lives their lives is a secondary matter. It seems impossible to live if you don't feel like it. It's a painful, pointless, sorrowful existence of constant torture now.