Pam Roberts, 49, Maidstone
The ball pinged around the squash court, bouncing off the walls. My eyes darted after it, quick as lightning.
‘Gotcha!’ I yelled, swinging my racket.
The game was mine!
I was a panting, throbbing, red-faced woman on a mission!
I ran a successful domestic cleaning business and had a three-year-old daughter, Bethany, with my partner Martyn, so life was hectic.
No surprise then, really, that I got a few headaches.
But these weren’t normal ones.
‘I’ve got this weird thumping noise in my left ear,’ I moaned to Martyn in May 2015.
Then, one day, we were chatting over the dinner table…
‘Sorry,’ I blurted.
‘I’m shouting.’
‘No you’re not,’ Martyn frowned, confused.
It was so weird.
In my head, it sounded so loud.
When the…
