Pardon me ears, is that the Chattanooga Choo-Choo?
A long time ago, I wrote a brief note about my tinnitus and got a host of comments in return.
Well, the tinnitus is still with me (though some commenters may no longer be reading), and its latest incarnation sounds like—well, a train. In my left ear, I hear the “whoooooooo” sound you hear when a train is coming down the tracks. And it’s gotten louder. It’s actually kind of distracting when you’re trying to fall asleep.
During the summertime, I have a box fan that I run all night long for better air circulation upstairs. It’s a great white noise machine once I get used to it, and I can’t hear the tinnitus over the fan. Now that it’s autumn and no longer needed, I can hear the tinnitus. Big-time. Through earplugs, too. Actually, the last time I wore earplugs, I was getting annoyed because I could hear my pulse too loudly, so I took them out.
These days, I run my Brookstone white noise machine as I fall asleep. (If you’ve ever wondered whether a white noise machine is worth it, it is.) I’ve been listening to ocean waves for a while, alternating with the rainstorm. I don’t think I’ll use that one tonight, what with central VA getting about four inches of rain this weekend. But the rain’s stopped and I think I’ll listen to the waves again.
The machine has a timer, and gets quieter as time goes by, to help you doze off. Not that I need it most nights. I have got to stop going shy on sleep during the work week and catching up on the weekends.
I wonder if they’ll ever find a cure for tinnitus. I’m guessing not in my lifetime.
