Hello, my name is Martina,
I live in Germany - I have been here on Tinnitus Talk for quite some time, now I am writing as well. I got my tinnitus from an MRI on November 16, 2021. The headphones did not fit properly, even through the FFP2 mask - ears were buckling. I pressed the horn several times, they got me out, but the damage was done. I had super loud tinnitus in both ears.
I've been on an odyssey ever since. Relatively soon after the incident, I went into psychiatric care with anxiety disorder, where I stayed for 2 ½ months. Then in March 2022 I was a little more stable until April 2022 when I became suicidal for 3 months - I actually wanted to take my own life every second. Finally, I went back to the psychiatric ward. I was there for two and a half months, also just wanting to die, until at some point I said to myself, my tinnitus actually sounds like white noise that I had on my ears for masking purposes. By the way, I use the Sony LinkBuds - as an open Bluetooth system and as an alternative to the Noiser, because I can record to them individually.
I then got out of the clinic in September and was able to resume my life to some extent - I slept until 12 noon, then went out with the dog, then went to work a bit as well as I could - I'm a self-employed journalist - and then met friends etc. I thought it could go on like that. I already wanted to take over the leadership of a tinnitus support group.
But in mid-November my tinnitus worsened enormously. I first heard silvery waves in my ears. Then whistling sounds - a whole concert. A few weeks have now passed since then, and I am once again in the clinic. I now hear ten tones and can't be in a quiet room without a Sound Machine because I couldn't stand it. The worst is the metallic sound that goes all through my head and sounds like a spiral in my ear. I have an electric plant in my head. The sounds also change from day to day. I can never know what it will become.
Despite the deterioration, I have stopped thinking about suicide. I must admit that in the summer I had already contacted Dignitas in Switzerland about assisted suicide, sent them my documents and also found a psychiatrist. All this is now on hold. I am struggling.
When I feel sorry for myself, I immediately think of Jean-Dominique Bauby, the journalist who suffered a stroke and then had locked-in syndrome, from which he died three years after the stroke. He wrote a book about it just with the blink of an eye - Butterfly and Diving Bell - what a will. He probably would have taken my situation with a kiss hand, even though it is very difficult.
When I feel sorry for myself, I immediately think of Jean-Dominique Bauby, the journalist who suffered a stroke and then had locked-in syndrome, from which he died three years after the stroke. He wrote a book about it just with the blink of an eye - Butterfly and Diving Bell - what a will. He probably would have taken my situation with a kiss hand, even though it is very difficult.
My life before was colorful and beautiful. I was happy. Arrived. The right partner, a dog, a vacation home, the perfect job, friends. Now I can only enjoy all that minimally, but it's still there. I plan to keep fighting. And if only I would sit in a room for the rest of my life, surrounded by sound machines playing rain. There are people who have it worse.
I'm trying to deal with my own illness (yeah it's not an illness - and it helps me to read that others are struggling like this too. It's a bad lot, but we have no other choice.
I think you who are so open here on the Tinnitus Talk are great -
and look forward to exchanging with you -
Martina
I live in Germany - I have been here on Tinnitus Talk for quite some time, now I am writing as well. I got my tinnitus from an MRI on November 16, 2021. The headphones did not fit properly, even through the FFP2 mask - ears were buckling. I pressed the horn several times, they got me out, but the damage was done. I had super loud tinnitus in both ears.
I've been on an odyssey ever since. Relatively soon after the incident, I went into psychiatric care with anxiety disorder, where I stayed for 2 ½ months. Then in March 2022 I was a little more stable until April 2022 when I became suicidal for 3 months - I actually wanted to take my own life every second. Finally, I went back to the psychiatric ward. I was there for two and a half months, also just wanting to die, until at some point I said to myself, my tinnitus actually sounds like white noise that I had on my ears for masking purposes. By the way, I use the Sony LinkBuds - as an open Bluetooth system and as an alternative to the Noiser, because I can record to them individually.
I then got out of the clinic in September and was able to resume my life to some extent - I slept until 12 noon, then went out with the dog, then went to work a bit as well as I could - I'm a self-employed journalist - and then met friends etc. I thought it could go on like that. I already wanted to take over the leadership of a tinnitus support group.
But in mid-November my tinnitus worsened enormously. I first heard silvery waves in my ears. Then whistling sounds - a whole concert. A few weeks have now passed since then, and I am once again in the clinic. I now hear ten tones and can't be in a quiet room without a Sound Machine because I couldn't stand it. The worst is the metallic sound that goes all through my head and sounds like a spiral in my ear. I have an electric plant in my head. The sounds also change from day to day. I can never know what it will become.
Despite the deterioration, I have stopped thinking about suicide. I must admit that in the summer I had already contacted Dignitas in Switzerland about assisted suicide, sent them my documents and also found a psychiatrist. All this is now on hold. I am struggling.
When I feel sorry for myself, I immediately think of Jean-Dominique Bauby, the journalist who suffered a stroke and then had locked-in syndrome, from which he died three years after the stroke. He wrote a book about it just with the blink of an eye - Butterfly and Diving Bell - what a will. He probably would have taken my situation with a kiss hand, even though it is very difficult.
When I feel sorry for myself, I immediately think of Jean-Dominique Bauby, the journalist who suffered a stroke and then had locked-in syndrome, from which he died three years after the stroke. He wrote a book about it just with the blink of an eye - Butterfly and Diving Bell - what a will. He probably would have taken my situation with a kiss hand, even though it is very difficult.
My life before was colorful and beautiful. I was happy. Arrived. The right partner, a dog, a vacation home, the perfect job, friends. Now I can only enjoy all that minimally, but it's still there. I plan to keep fighting. And if only I would sit in a room for the rest of my life, surrounded by sound machines playing rain. There are people who have it worse.
I'm trying to deal with my own illness (yeah it's not an illness - and it helps me to read that others are struggling like this too. It's a bad lot, but we have no other choice.
I think you who are so open here on the Tinnitus Talk are great -
and look forward to exchanging with you -
Martina