You remember that episode of The Twilight Zone where the librarian lived to read books and then he found himself the last man on earth with a library of books and he accidentally breaks his glasses? That's me.
I love peace and quite. I take vacations where it's silent except for nature. Now, I will never be able to enjoy that again.
I haven't been diagnosed with tinnitus (T) but I have a doctor's appointment today which I suspect will just lead to a referral to an audiologist.
But I'm sure I have it.
I used to believe that T was a high pitch sound or something that rock and roll bands or soldiers got from explosions or loud noises. That's not what I have. I have a low frequency rumble ALL THE TIME.
Frankly, I've had this for years (I guess) but I always thought it was the bulldozers and machines in the area. Believe it of not, I could live with that.
But a few weeks ago I was in a hotel in Vegas and heard it. "Why the hell do I hear those trucks all the way up here on the 11th floor?" Hmmm.
But it didn't sink in.
Then a week ago I realized it was ME.
Now it's in my head. Literally. I hear it all the time because I know it's me and not the trucks.
Last night I got about three hours sleep... and NOT in a row. Twenty minutes here, twenty minutes there...
Grrr!
I can't imagine going through life like this. It's louder than most things around me.
For the most part, it gets masked if I go on walks through the city or if I have a big fan blowing on me (the wind must mask it) but it's getting a little cool for that.
And it's been getting worse. A few weeks ago (when I still thought it was trucks) I awoke and thought, "Damn those guys are really busy tonight!"
Sigh.
BTW, earlier this year I was tested and the same ear has 25% hearing loss. I think it's more now. If I use an iPhone to play music I have to adjust the slider so it's 50% to the right to sound like it's in the middle.
If there is any saving grace that I have to wrap my head around it's that I was "dealing" with it when I thought it was trucks. I just need to get back to that state of mind.
I have to.
I love peace and quite. I take vacations where it's silent except for nature. Now, I will never be able to enjoy that again.
I haven't been diagnosed with tinnitus (T) but I have a doctor's appointment today which I suspect will just lead to a referral to an audiologist.
But I'm sure I have it.
I used to believe that T was a high pitch sound or something that rock and roll bands or soldiers got from explosions or loud noises. That's not what I have. I have a low frequency rumble ALL THE TIME.
Frankly, I've had this for years (I guess) but I always thought it was the bulldozers and machines in the area. Believe it of not, I could live with that.
But a few weeks ago I was in a hotel in Vegas and heard it. "Why the hell do I hear those trucks all the way up here on the 11th floor?" Hmmm.
But it didn't sink in.
Then a week ago I realized it was ME.
Now it's in my head. Literally. I hear it all the time because I know it's me and not the trucks.
Last night I got about three hours sleep... and NOT in a row. Twenty minutes here, twenty minutes there...
Grrr!
I can't imagine going through life like this. It's louder than most things around me.
For the most part, it gets masked if I go on walks through the city or if I have a big fan blowing on me (the wind must mask it) but it's getting a little cool for that.
And it's been getting worse. A few weeks ago (when I still thought it was trucks) I awoke and thought, "Damn those guys are really busy tonight!"
Sigh.
BTW, earlier this year I was tested and the same ear has 25% hearing loss. I think it's more now. If I use an iPhone to play music I have to adjust the slider so it's 50% to the right to sound like it's in the middle.
If there is any saving grace that I have to wrap my head around it's that I was "dealing" with it when I thought it was trucks. I just need to get back to that state of mind.
I have to.