About 5 weeks ago...a ringing started in my ears. More on the right than on the left. It took me about a week to realize that the ringing hadn't stopped in that time.
In the midst of planning for that nightmare meeting in June...I just pushed thru the annoyance. I didn't have time to deal with a health issue.
Which brings us to this morning's appointment with my ear, nose and throat specialist. A man I've seen more than a few times in the past decade for polyps on my vocal chords to the epic laryngitis of last year.
First up was the Audiologist. Extensive hearing tests were done and thankfully my hearing is just about perfect. Absolutely nothing there to be concerned about.
No structural abnormalities and, thanks be to God, no tumors.
It is Tinnitus and there is no cure and no real treatment. I just have to learn to cope.
Total silence...is now my enemy. I will always have to have some kind of noise around me to help distract me from the ringing.
Which never stops, not even for a moment. It's high pitched; some days it is louder than others. Today it's not so bad, yesterday it was horrific. So long as I'm busy...I don't notice it so much. But there are days when I think that even dogs must hear it - the pitch is just so sharp and narrow.
I am grateful that my hearing is just fine. I am thankful that, at least for now, it's not affecting my ability to play the piano or listen to music or hear the sound of The Oracle's sweet voice or sing at church or all the other things that hearing loss would steal away from my life.
It could be worse, I know. It's frustrating and annoying...and non-life-threatening. Of all the things it could have been...I'll deal with this.