and that my hearing can't get worse unless somebody shoots gun next to my ear
Ok, that's obviously rubbish advice from one-brain cell medical personnel.
I'm sorry, your new sound probably won't disappear completely
It's what I fear the most, but it better does or else I'm gonna bleed myself to death. Just when you start habituating..
I would put it down to anxiety about hearing the metal clanking and try relax and see how it goes over the weekend if it has settled down.
Thank you for your advice, Glynis. I hope it is my anxiety but it could also be a very real physical damage. I noticed it when I tried to calm myself down, reading smth
and then thought to myself that crickets outside were a little too loud that day. Except for there weren't any crickets outside.
In my opinion, things will calm down. And I really hope they do because you deserve a break. Go easy on yourself.
Hi Ed, and thank you for your opinion. See, I thought about the Monday incident with those
petrol power scythes, and started believing what other members said in the thread that I probably overreacted and that it was unlikely for the sound inside my bedroom to reach dangerous levels. Then our conversation. Things started to make sense.
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So I came up with this 'equation' I could try and work on to get myself back on track asap: tinnitus (no solution as of yet, except habituation) ok → psych. drugs w/d (found a clinical pharmacist who helps me titrate my doses at even slower rate to minimize the possibility of a toxic injury), check → hyperacusis (super sensitive to sound due to overprotecting?), something I can work on and get rid off (btw 2 of my drugs have hyperacusis as a side effect). Ok.
On Tue I got this bad allergic reaction (proly due to the dry, cut, grass from the power scythes on Mon) and I got this perfect idea that I'm going to kill two birds with one stone. Better hospital equals better care, right? I scheduled an appointment to get a prescription to one of those steroid nasal sprays, get my hearing and sinuses checked, and ask about how to deal with hyperacusis, whether it makes sense to protect my hearing the way I do, those type of questions.
Everyone, I know my hearing is very sensitive to the point that even stupid drop of a teaspoon can make me jumpscare. The very last thing I would then expect was for them to be this loud around me. Especially, when I made it super clear at very beginning. For real, if I started throwing cutlery in a stainless steel drop-in sink.. know what I mean??
A friend of mine, many months ago, tried to measure it for me using a proper noise meter and yes, a metal fork drop to such a sink can easily measure at 100+ dB so... *sigh*
As if they are deliberately out to test how far they can drive you.
Either that, or they just careless dicks. Or absolutely idiotic. Can't decide. When I confronted the doc. he reassured me that noise could not have hurt me. He was actually being very polite and I wanted answers so yelling at him after the damage was already done. No point. Then the nurse walks in and here we go again.. press repeat.
About the new sound: Don't ever latch you attention onto it. Actively put you mind elsewhere. I sometimes have new sounds setting in faintly and I can usually sleep them off or literally 'forget' and make them go away by watching tv or going for a run/walk in nature.
Thanks for advice. I will defo try. I hope things settle down again and this noise will just disappear. I only slept like 5 hrs in 3 days total. Then again, maybe my body system was just so exhausted that it was easy to get hurt and get a new tone as a result. It's a tad difficult to think rationally when you're in a benzo w/d at the same time.
(+ bad allergies)
You don't "ask him about it". You yell for him to stop.
A blink of an eye. That's how quick it was. I was
stunned. No joke. Then obviously, again, I confronted him. He reassured me "That it's ok. No damage done.", again he's the pro (a senior doctor ENT as a matter of fact). It just all happened so fast. You've got virtually 0 time to prepare. The nurse then topped it all, with even more metal clanking afterwards. I was facing him, like you usually would. I wasn't paying attention to what was going on behind my back, besides I was already p**** off. It's like I walk to you from behind and pop a ballon next to your head. A little too late to be grabbing my hand.
It only became evident when it was too late to do anything about it. It's not like you watch someone light a firecracker so you've got time to flee the scene. Worst thing is (apart from the sound) it was an ENT medical office! Need I say more?
If you are not going to take your H and your vulnerabilities seriously, neither will the other people
I am sorry, what? You think I'm not taking it seriously? Why would I then even bother going seek professional help in a hospital if I wasn't serious enough about it? Nonsense. I've lived isolated life on your advice. Not taking it seriously..
I sincerely think that ENTs are just people who couldn't cut it as good doctors. This proves my point.
Unless they've got tinnitus and hyperacusis themselves or are not empathetic enough. I sadly agree now. Maybe it just takes a lot of hits until you run into the right M.D. who's willing to work with you on making your condition better.
Hard to believe a doctor could be so careless. Do they even know what hyperacusis means?
I'm sure those who've had it themselves have a pretty good idea. In the medical note that he handed to me was stated: "Very sensitive to sounds. Even soft sounds bother him a lot."
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I don't know, friends. It feels to me like someone's having fun at my expense. Had he been right, and my brain didn't generate that new sound (still hopefull it disappears like a temp. spike with time), I'd have been actually happy and calm now I found an ENT whom I can trust, and who's willing to help. Like assembling a team of specialists who will act and help me together to overcome this 'symptom'. When I had a word with the nurse later she even apologized and promised not to do it anymore. What could I do?