If you have just started to experience a ringing in your ears it can be a worrying experience. You will be wondering what is causing it, and how serious it could be. You will also want to know how long it is going to last and if there is something that can be done about it. Or will tinnitus go away on its own?
In this article, I will try to answer some of these questions, and hopefully put your mind at rest.
Tinnitus is a physical condition, which causes the affected person to hear sounds which have no external source, and can be caused by anything which affects the ears. Almost everyone will experience these symptoms at some stage in their lives.
Although there are a number of different causes, the most common is hearing damage due to exposure to excessive noise, whether from loud music, machinery, firearms or any other source. Normally the damage is only temporary and the symptoms will fade away in a matter of hours, or perhaps a few days.
Repeated or prolonged exposure can cause more lasting damage, so it is advisable to avoid excessively loud situations, or if this is not possible make sure you use some form of hearing protection.
If your symptoms persist for more than a few days, you may need to consider other possible causes, which could include a build up of earwax, ear or sinus infections and allergies. High blood pressure is another common cause. Although not necessarily serious, these issues will need to be treated in order to beat your tinnitus.
Many medications list tinnitus as a possible side effect. You may need to discuss this matter with your doctor to determine if this may be a factor.
Although in many cases tinnitus is temporary, unfortunately this is not always the case. Because there are so many possible causes, it is not always possible to find a simple solution, and many people find themselves facing the prospect of living with their tinnitus.
There is no need to lose hope. Thousands of people have found a solution to their problem in the form of a complete cure to tinnitus program that addresses all the factors that may be causing your symptoms.
Question by Pink S: Will tinnitus go away when a ear infection cures?
I woke up with a sharp pain in my left ear, i went to the doctor that very morning. The doctor told me that it was an ear infection and gave me some ear drops and antibiotics. My brother helped me dropped the ear drops, and i ate my medicine. I slept for awhile and realised that my ear didn't hurt anymore. However, it still felt slightly blocked, i went on with my daily activities. The next day, i started hearing buzzing sounds in my ear. Will tinnitus go away when my infection cures?
Answer by pink
yes i would think so if the infection asn`t damaged any thing else, your doctor would tell you for sure.
I have devoted my life to the study of sound. I am not a physicist, a doctor, a scientist, nor an audiologist. I am a master of sound, an accomplished concert pianist. Since the age of eight, I've studied the relationship between the body and the vibration of musical notes. What I couldn't have known is that one day I would deeply yearn for the one note I would never hear again - the note of "no sound."
Perhaps the tinnitus was caused by all of those over-the-counter decongestants I was taking for my flu, or maybe it was the stress of being at the pinnacle of my performing career, or maybe it was the news that my wife, Nancy, was giving up a good paying job, or a combination thereof. Whatever it was, one night I dreamt I was sitting on an airport tarmac between two jet engines. When I woke up, I realized this noise wasn't just a dream. It was in my head! I rolled off the bed onto the floor in a fetal position with hands over my ears.
Over the next few weeks, I begged doctors to help me. My journey of hope began with visits to family doctors, referrals, and audiologists. Weeks turned into years with more research leading my wife and me to more doctors, shamans, and dozens of healers around the world. We live in Canada, but traveled to as far away as Japan.
What started as my journey of hope turned into a dark and painful life with bouts of deep depression. The tinnitus sabotaged my music, my marriage, and sometimes my very desire to live. The worst part was that because my injury was not visible to the world, people had no appreciation or ability to feel compassion for my suffering. I felt very alone. It suddenly occurred to me that maybe Van Gogh cut off his ear to make his suffering visible to the world - not because he thought it would stop his tinnitus.
Believing no one in the world could understand my physical pain, or my emotional burden, I turned to the Internet only to find chat groups with more stories of chronic depression and misery. It became clear I wasn't alone in my suffering, but it didn't make me feel better about my situation. That was when my wife became the most afraid, and ordered me to stay out of the virtual company of these sufferers, and instead to stay abreast of research through the American Tinnitus Association.
I was so busy fighting the tinnitus and struggling to make it through the day, I barely noticed my wife's struggle with my tinnitus too. I had no energy for her personal fight to keep me alive, or to fight the Canadian Hearing Association when they told me they couldn't measure the volume of the noise I hear (higher than their instruments could measure). I had no strength to fight the audiologist who sold me "white noise/masking hearing aids" that, despite my discipline, hope, and full cooperation, didn't work for me. I didn't have the energy to fight other health professionals who tried to help but whose good ideas didn't work. They got my money; I kept the tinnitus.
My last hope, or so I thought, was an audiologist and medical doctor team who specialized in treating musician's hearing problems. Because I'm self employed, I have no drug insurance plan. Feeling for my situation, they gave me dozen packets of antidepressants. Feeling hopeful that maybe they would work, I poured the boxes out on the kitchen table. That's when I noticed my wife's anger and when she gave me the ultimatum: "Paul, either you choose to live your life on antidepressants, or you choose to face your disability and conquer it. If you choose to conquer it, you will live a happy life with me and Adrian [our son]. If you choose the antidepressants, you will miss your music and your family. It'll all be gone." She stood there with hands on hips and said, "You choose now, because I'm ready to live with whatever you choose."
With my glimmer of hope turning into profound rage, I swept the table with my arm, and all the pill boxes flew around the room. My rage turned into deep sorrow for my loss of silence, and I bawled for the longest time, curled up on the floor. Nancy never came to comfort me. Maybe she knew I needed to let go of my rage. She watched standing at a distance and repeated the words "You must choose now. It's been four years, and you have to choose what you are going to do." I sheepishly got up knowing that I would get no sympathy from her now. This was tough love. I picked up the packets, and began to flush the pills down the toilet.
I cried all night, mourning the fact that after four years, the tinnitus wasn't going away. I had cried many times before, but this time was different. On this night, I began to surrender to the tinnitus. I knew the tinnitus would somehow have to become my new best friend.
But I wouldn't be doing it alone. With Nancy and Adrian by my side, my tinnitus healthcare team at the ready, a new spiritual mentor into my life, I was introduced to books about the theory of mind, body, and spirit. I kept a journal of what I ate, how I lived, and my thought processes. Over a period of time, I learned by trial and error that I could control the volume of my tinnitus by completely eliminating wheat products, milk, caffeine, yellow vegetables, pork, salt, red wine, and citrus fruits from my diet, and introducing a high-protein diet of beef and certain types of beans, plus broccoli and other green vegetables. What I eat seems to control the volume of the tinnitus. I learned that exercise, sex, meditation, and playing the piano kept my mind off of the tinnitus for long stretches of time. I learned that my negative thought processes had kept me focused and addicted to my tinnitus, and that I could actually control my thoughts to take the focus off of my tinnitus. I learned that no one else in the world was empowered to heal me, and that I would ultimately be responsible for my own healing.
Seven years later, I am a completely new person. Tinnitus has transformed my life - in very positive ways. Because of the tinnitus, I have walked an 850km pilgrimage across Spain, produced spiritual films, composed symphony music, became a certified motivational trainer, and am currently writing my first book. I am healthier, wiser, more grounded, humbled, and very grateful for my life.
Because of the tinnitus, I now teach people how to find their inner strength and use it to conquer their mind's attachment to illness, vulnerabilities, emotional burdens, and fears. And yet, with all of my professional credits, nothing in my life's journey comes close to my personal accomplishment of conquering my tinnitus. No, I may never experience silence again. But tinnitus now serves as a beacon in my life. It is no longer the cruel enemy that once controlled me.
As a master of sound, I can tell you that the most beautiful sound I've ever heard is the suspended space between two musical notes - that open space of "no sound," of silence. It's such a great gift. But I've learned that other profound gifts do come, and from the strangest forms of suffering. As my loving wife once said in one desperate attempt to save my life, "It's your choice." And so I've chosen.
I have tinnitus. Some call it "ringing in the ears", but that's just too cute a description for such a horrible affliction. A parakeet's bell, wind chimes, little silver dinner bells... Some describe their tinnitus as crickets in a field, or chirping frogs, or a constant wind. How pastoral. Not. Some describe it as musical tones or electric humming. How melodic. But for some of us, it's like a jet engine revving up and down in our ears, from the left, the right, and both ears at once. Every second of every minute of every hour of every day of every week of every month... We can barely hear through the noise. We're deafened by a racket you can't hear at all, and we have no way to turn it off. It makes me a little testy at times. I've approximated what I hear into this video's soundtrack to give you an idea why. Tinnitus is a relentless sound that only the sufferer can hear. And don't say you sympathize unless you actually have it. Sympathy requires some degree of understanding, and you just wouldn't understand unless it happens to you. It keeps us awake at night because we can't turn it off, and "masking" it only means trying to drown it out with more noise. It blocks out the sounds of birds chirping and cats purring and babies cooing and lovers whispering. It makes us incompetent on the phone and clumsy in face to face conversations. We can't think straight. Our heads hurt. Our stress level skyrockets and our immune system crashes. We get confused, and we can't remember ...