Last week, I saw another specialist for the sound in my ear, my third consultation in two weeks.
My back is hunched over in the soft cushy chair and my legs are crossed. The doctor hovers around my head to ask if I hear this sound or that vibration.
“Relax,” he says for the fifth time.
Before this room, I was subjected to a hearing test. Inside a small closed box, I am asked to sit and stare at a wall that is half a metre from my face. I follow instructions that sound from headphones.
The assistant administering the hearing test disappears for five minutes at a time and leaves me inside this space. I can’t even stretch my legs.
I began the appointment anxious, and it was only getting worse.
“I’m certain nothing bad is going on,” the ENT specialist says, “but I will do a full examination anyways to make sure you don’t have any tumours or weird things growing in your head.”
He presses a tuning fork onto various spots in my head and asks what I hear.
“We know the cause of that sound you’re hearing constantly is due to exposure to loud noise. That’s why it’ll go away when you are no longer exposed.”
He concludes that my ear is fine and my hearing is fine and the sound in my ear shall banish itself soon enough. He is certain of it.
My left ear is unaffected due to the shadow effect. The loudspeaker was on the right side of my head, so the left side was shielded from the sound waves. It’s probably the first and last time I will appreciate my balloon head for the size it is: huge.
“Is there anything I can do to help it?”
“No,” he says. “Just relax.”
So, for a while, I plugged up my right ear to prevent the poor thing from becoming even more sound-distressed. And for that while, I heard nothing in that ear except the ringing.
To get my mind off of the constant unfamiliarity, I turned to educating myself on the internet.
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