I don’t think I have really said much about my hearing loss. It started with tinnitus that I noticed after my early stage treatment, but figured that it wasn’t terrible enough to do anything about. Everyone deals with some form of it right? But over the years it became louder and more noticeable, and I noticed that I was saying “what?” a whole lot more to the people I was trying to have conversations with, especially my kids. It was also worse in bars, restaurants, sporting events, anything with background noise. Masks made hearing people even more difficult too because I tend to watch people’s mouths to help me decode what they are saying.
At the end of December I went for a hearing test. The hearing test confirmed what I suspected, premature hearing loss, specifically at higher frequencies (i.e., children’s voices, women’s voices, and birds), and worse in my right ear. Just to make sure nothing cancery was growing in my brain and causing the hearing loss I had a brain MRI.
To be honest, I was scared. Brain mets aren’t super common in hormone positive, HER2 negative breast cancers, but they can still happen. And brain mets aren’t easily treated and in many cases once found they can accelerate one’s life even more so than just having regular old stage IV breast cancer does. So I was spiraling a bit — praying that there was no mass in my brain, praying that there would be some other explanation.
Good news, no brain mets. My brain in perfectly “unremarkable.” In Cancerland you want unremarkable. Boring is GOOD.
So I went back in to the ENT today to find out his thoughts on my hearing loss. He suspects that I have ototoxicity from either chemotherapy or a strong antibiotic, but probably the chemotherapy. At this point the tinnitus and hearing loss isn’t more than a distraction and somewhat annoying. I’ll go back in a year for another hearing test, and if my hearing loss is stable then I’ll return in two years for follow up. No need for hearing aids for now!
It is confirmed that I am officially aging prematurely thanks to estrogen blockers and surgical menopause, and treatment in general. I have achy joints; dry thin skin, hair and nails; aging eyes; and now hearing loss. I keep telling people I am a 36 year old with a 68 year old body. But aging is a gift I am happy to have.
Oh and since it had been so long since I got dressed up in anything besides jeans or stretch pants I decided I wanted to look like an adult today when meeting with my ENT. He’s a sweet old guy that has his initials embroidered on his dress shirt pocket — it was the least I could do 🙂 I did my hair, put on some makeup, styled myself up! Just because it doesn’t happen often anymore I captured a picture.


