- May 31, 2023
- 52
- Tinnitus Since
- 03/2023
- Cause of Tinnitus
- acoustic trauma (mri)
Hi all,
Apologies as this post is LONG/rambling. I got an insanely loud MRI against better judgement 3 months ago, I have had severe sound sensitivity/occasional pain (unsure if noxacusis) since then. I will NEVER forgive myself, I did research beforehand/called imaging places and asked questions. Well I guess I panicked/was anxious about what was wrong with me (my doctor suspected autoimmune condition - I had severe fatigue and occasional dizziness. I could not work, felt like a zombie). I wasn't convinced by their particular suspicion (condition both specialists thought I had is rare, but second opinions made me feel a little more sure). Lots of doubt/red flags. I went NINE MONTHS not doing the imaging and seeing if symptoms would get better. Mostly just wanted to avoid imaging.
One day I started getting different symptoms and convinced myself something was really wrong. I should have gone to ER for CT (I told myself too expensive so didn't do it. I would rather be bankrupt than be going through this). I didn't do the CT originally because doctors said the MRI was the superior choice in this case.
For reference, I have bad anxiety. I think I convinced myself I had a brain tumor or something catastrophic and I didn't want to wait for the CT referral. As if a few days would change anything? I must have panicked/lost my COMMON SENSE and booked the MRI since I had the referral. It was a 3T, one of the loudest. I had earplugs, but they weren't enough. I ordered non-metallic earmuffs to take but they hadn't arrived yet so I used their earmuffs but they didn't block sound which I KNEW because they told me.
I could have canceled the MRI appointment. I could have apologized to my mom who drove me and told the tech saying I didn't feel right. I COULD HAVE SQUEEZED PANIC BUTTON while in the machine. I read on a website that if your hyperacusis is caused by acoustic trauma and your have noxacusis, it is far less likely to improve or will improve way less - not sure exactly what the poster said.
I treated my ears like GLASS before this because they are sensitive. I think that's why I had such a bad reaction to the imaging. I blow dried my hair w/ earplugs in, skipped occasions like birthdays because they were in loud places. My carpet is dirty in my room. I would not use vacuum even with DOUBLE protection because I was scared, I was going to ask my mom if she didn't mind doing it.
HOW COULD I HAVE DONE THIS? I've replayed that day in my mind so many times. There's no excuse for it. I read horror stories on this site and others before the imaging. My hypochondria was finally my undoing. I let my anxiety win, and now I will be a prisoner in my home FOREVER. Who will take care of my mom when she gets older? I have to tell my brother I can't go to his wedding in a few months. My little brother, who I've known since the day he was born, proud of him - got a great job and first house. I will never see it. I can't meet my future nieces/nephews. Joyful noises they make might cause a setback. No Christmas, birthdays or Thanksgiving. All because I let my guard down and didn't stick to my guns.
I'm thinking about ending it, but I can't do that to my mom. I would be killing her too, just in a different way. I ruined her life. I wish I could leave so she could enjoy her retirement without me being a burden. Go shopping, beach vacation with friends. She is an angel. My dad is gone. She would be alone. That hurts more than this stupid condition. Imagining her trying to cook and take care of the house as an elderly woman. Taking our dog to the vet, her only companion until the dog inevitably passes away. Another loss and I wouldn't be there. I was/still and a piece of garbage and never appreciated my parents or the opportunities I have been given. I could never right all of my wrongs, but now I won't have the chance to try and be a better person. Rotting in my room is my self-induced fate. I want to give my organs to people who need them and rest of body to science. At least something good would come of this.
My audiologist was nice and very positive, but I have been warned by sufferers to be wary of false hope. Not enough is known by doctors according to what I've been told. Good intentions but could make things worse. She suggested slowly introducing sound. My ears are very full and sensitive, not sure if I want to risk it. I was also advised to wean off heavy ear protection and use something like musician's earplugs.
I went to a birthday party about 2 weeks after the MRI. I think this was what really sealed my fate. I knew I shouldn't have gone. I wore earplugs and went with extreme hesitation. Another example of stupidity and not speaking up. I think the occlusion effect got me. I might be better if not for that.
I wanted to get back on track, start doing something with my life. See friends and family again. I was paranoid during COVID-19 so haven't seen many of them in a couple years. Now I never will. Praying for a miracle for all of us. People are saying the science is happening but will take awhile which is understandable.
I don't want offend anyone or make anybody uncomfortable by bringing up religion, but I think if I didn't believe, then I would be far less hesitant about ending things. Scared about what comes after. I also don't want to leave that pain for my mom to deal with. Is it worse to burden her with my existence or to break her heart with my death? If I ended it and just ripped the bandaid off, would that be better in the long run? But my mom is so loving, she would be unable to move on to a better life. She would grieve every day even though I wouldn't deserve her grief.
Please judge me for my actions because I deserve it. I was warned. It's over.
God of mercy, please forgive me for what I have done. I have failed You, my parents and my brother.
Thanks for reading, and I'm praying for everyone who is struggling.
Apologies as this post is LONG/rambling. I got an insanely loud MRI against better judgement 3 months ago, I have had severe sound sensitivity/occasional pain (unsure if noxacusis) since then. I will NEVER forgive myself, I did research beforehand/called imaging places and asked questions. Well I guess I panicked/was anxious about what was wrong with me (my doctor suspected autoimmune condition - I had severe fatigue and occasional dizziness. I could not work, felt like a zombie). I wasn't convinced by their particular suspicion (condition both specialists thought I had is rare, but second opinions made me feel a little more sure). Lots of doubt/red flags. I went NINE MONTHS not doing the imaging and seeing if symptoms would get better. Mostly just wanted to avoid imaging.
One day I started getting different symptoms and convinced myself something was really wrong. I should have gone to ER for CT (I told myself too expensive so didn't do it. I would rather be bankrupt than be going through this). I didn't do the CT originally because doctors said the MRI was the superior choice in this case.
For reference, I have bad anxiety. I think I convinced myself I had a brain tumor or something catastrophic and I didn't want to wait for the CT referral. As if a few days would change anything? I must have panicked/lost my COMMON SENSE and booked the MRI since I had the referral. It was a 3T, one of the loudest. I had earplugs, but they weren't enough. I ordered non-metallic earmuffs to take but they hadn't arrived yet so I used their earmuffs but they didn't block sound which I KNEW because they told me.
I could have canceled the MRI appointment. I could have apologized to my mom who drove me and told the tech saying I didn't feel right. I COULD HAVE SQUEEZED PANIC BUTTON while in the machine. I read on a website that if your hyperacusis is caused by acoustic trauma and your have noxacusis, it is far less likely to improve or will improve way less - not sure exactly what the poster said.
I treated my ears like GLASS before this because they are sensitive. I think that's why I had such a bad reaction to the imaging. I blow dried my hair w/ earplugs in, skipped occasions like birthdays because they were in loud places. My carpet is dirty in my room. I would not use vacuum even with DOUBLE protection because I was scared, I was going to ask my mom if she didn't mind doing it.
HOW COULD I HAVE DONE THIS? I've replayed that day in my mind so many times. There's no excuse for it. I read horror stories on this site and others before the imaging. My hypochondria was finally my undoing. I let my anxiety win, and now I will be a prisoner in my home FOREVER. Who will take care of my mom when she gets older? I have to tell my brother I can't go to his wedding in a few months. My little brother, who I've known since the day he was born, proud of him - got a great job and first house. I will never see it. I can't meet my future nieces/nephews. Joyful noises they make might cause a setback. No Christmas, birthdays or Thanksgiving. All because I let my guard down and didn't stick to my guns.
I'm thinking about ending it, but I can't do that to my mom. I would be killing her too, just in a different way. I ruined her life. I wish I could leave so she could enjoy her retirement without me being a burden. Go shopping, beach vacation with friends. She is an angel. My dad is gone. She would be alone. That hurts more than this stupid condition. Imagining her trying to cook and take care of the house as an elderly woman. Taking our dog to the vet, her only companion until the dog inevitably passes away. Another loss and I wouldn't be there. I was/still and a piece of garbage and never appreciated my parents or the opportunities I have been given. I could never right all of my wrongs, but now I won't have the chance to try and be a better person. Rotting in my room is my self-induced fate. I want to give my organs to people who need them and rest of body to science. At least something good would come of this.
My audiologist was nice and very positive, but I have been warned by sufferers to be wary of false hope. Not enough is known by doctors according to what I've been told. Good intentions but could make things worse. She suggested slowly introducing sound. My ears are very full and sensitive, not sure if I want to risk it. I was also advised to wean off heavy ear protection and use something like musician's earplugs.
I went to a birthday party about 2 weeks after the MRI. I think this was what really sealed my fate. I knew I shouldn't have gone. I wore earplugs and went with extreme hesitation. Another example of stupidity and not speaking up. I think the occlusion effect got me. I might be better if not for that.
I wanted to get back on track, start doing something with my life. See friends and family again. I was paranoid during COVID-19 so haven't seen many of them in a couple years. Now I never will. Praying for a miracle for all of us. People are saying the science is happening but will take awhile which is understandable.
I don't want offend anyone or make anybody uncomfortable by bringing up religion, but I think if I didn't believe, then I would be far less hesitant about ending things. Scared about what comes after. I also don't want to leave that pain for my mom to deal with. Is it worse to burden her with my existence or to break her heart with my death? If I ended it and just ripped the bandaid off, would that be better in the long run? But my mom is so loving, she would be unable to move on to a better life. She would grieve every day even though I wouldn't deserve her grief.
Please judge me for my actions because I deserve it. I was warned. It's over.
God of mercy, please forgive me for what I have done. I have failed You, my parents and my brother.
Thanks for reading, and I'm praying for everyone who is struggling.