My name is Kelly. I'm a married 49 year mother of two busy teenagers. Ive been lurking on the forum for a week.
It's now been two weeks of absolute hell for me and it's hard to know I might be facing a lifetime like this.
I have no idea how I got mine. I am a paralegal and work in a quiet office and on the weekend I volunteer at my library.
I had flown two days earlier but I fly a lot and never had problems with my ears. I have allergies, high blood pressure and TMJ.
It started suddenly while I was watching tv. I could hear this high pitch sound over the tv. Very high pitch like a field of cicadas. It seems to switch ears too. I figured it would go away but after a week it didn't, so I went to urgent care and she said she saw fluid on my ears and thought the flight might have trapped some in my inner ears. She gave me amoxicillin and 5 mg prednisone. I was having good days where voices would tune it out and bad days when it wouldn't. I think I have the bad kind though because tv and even my bedroom fan make it worse. I don't know how I can live without a fan.
After almost a week on meds there was no change so Thursday I went to an ENT and he was so dismissive. He looked in my ear for a split second each and said there is no fluid they look fine we will schedule you for a hearing test. He asked me no questions about my history or nothing. I told him it was so loud it was affecting my life and he said it's stress. Pretty much live with it. I told him I have TMJ and he said that has nothing to do with it. I pushed him a bit about whether there was anything that would help so he put me on 20mg prednisone for 7 days no tapering and scheduled me for a follow up this Friday. I never want to see this doctor again but the ENT my son sees for allergies can't get me in for a month.
I almost had a literal breakdown after.. so Fri I went to the ER. My blood pressure was really high from stress. They ran blood tests and did a CT and it was all normal. No nerve damage. The ER doc was very kind but again it's send you home live with it. She did give me a week of Xanax to help with my anxiety. I've never taken it before but I'm desperate.
Yesterday was a good day. I was able to tune it out for the majority of the day but this morning it's back with a vengeance, maybe because my husband had the fan on last night??
I get now that I'll have to live with this but I'm not sure how. I've always craved quiet time. I can't even read, which is my passion. My only saving graces is I have a support system... my husband, best friend and Aunt all live with this...and they actually do. All three have full lives. Yet I'm skeptical theirs was/is as bad as mine but that's because I'm in the selfish stage of this disease right now.
I'm so overwhelmed by all the information out there. I don't know what to do. Do I see the dismissive ENT next week or wait a month for the other? Will it hurt to wait a month? Do I start taking supplements? Will the prednisone even do anything? The ER doc said be grateful it could be worse, I'm not dying (in the nicest possible way ) but that's not true. My old life is dead and it's left me with this horrible noise in my head.
This is so long and rambling. I'm sorry. Thanks for listening.
It's now been two weeks of absolute hell for me and it's hard to know I might be facing a lifetime like this.
I have no idea how I got mine. I am a paralegal and work in a quiet office and on the weekend I volunteer at my library.
I had flown two days earlier but I fly a lot and never had problems with my ears. I have allergies, high blood pressure and TMJ.
It started suddenly while I was watching tv. I could hear this high pitch sound over the tv. Very high pitch like a field of cicadas. It seems to switch ears too. I figured it would go away but after a week it didn't, so I went to urgent care and she said she saw fluid on my ears and thought the flight might have trapped some in my inner ears. She gave me amoxicillin and 5 mg prednisone. I was having good days where voices would tune it out and bad days when it wouldn't. I think I have the bad kind though because tv and even my bedroom fan make it worse. I don't know how I can live without a fan.
After almost a week on meds there was no change so Thursday I went to an ENT and he was so dismissive. He looked in my ear for a split second each and said there is no fluid they look fine we will schedule you for a hearing test. He asked me no questions about my history or nothing. I told him it was so loud it was affecting my life and he said it's stress. Pretty much live with it. I told him I have TMJ and he said that has nothing to do with it. I pushed him a bit about whether there was anything that would help so he put me on 20mg prednisone for 7 days no tapering and scheduled me for a follow up this Friday. I never want to see this doctor again but the ENT my son sees for allergies can't get me in for a month.
I almost had a literal breakdown after.. so Fri I went to the ER. My blood pressure was really high from stress. They ran blood tests and did a CT and it was all normal. No nerve damage. The ER doc was very kind but again it's send you home live with it. She did give me a week of Xanax to help with my anxiety. I've never taken it before but I'm desperate.
Yesterday was a good day. I was able to tune it out for the majority of the day but this morning it's back with a vengeance, maybe because my husband had the fan on last night??
I get now that I'll have to live with this but I'm not sure how. I've always craved quiet time. I can't even read, which is my passion. My only saving graces is I have a support system... my husband, best friend and Aunt all live with this...and they actually do. All three have full lives. Yet I'm skeptical theirs was/is as bad as mine but that's because I'm in the selfish stage of this disease right now.
I'm so overwhelmed by all the information out there. I don't know what to do. Do I see the dismissive ENT next week or wait a month for the other? Will it hurt to wait a month? Do I start taking supplements? Will the prednisone even do anything? The ER doc said be grateful it could be worse, I'm not dying (in the nicest possible way ) but that's not true. My old life is dead and it's left me with this horrible noise in my head.
This is so long and rambling. I'm sorry. Thanks for listening.