Sorry to hear about your growing hearing loss, Brent. Hopefully tinnitus is not also an issue. I'm certainly showing signs of deafness, as I also grew up when concerts were not considered an auditory health danger. My first concert was Zappa, and I sat in the front row- no problem whatsoever, great sound and great performances. My second concert was the Who, and my ears rang for three days straight, and hearing was dull for over a week.
I had pneumonia in late 2008 and nearly died. As usual. I've had pneumonia many times and, barring being hit by a bus or shot in the face by Dick Cheney, it will eventually kill me. Since recovering from that bout, It's been difficult to listen to music. If someone screws up the beat and there's a slight timeshift, it's amplified in my head to the point it's unbearable. And rock (3-chord boredom) became particularly heinous. I can still listen to rock in doses, particularly if I'm in the mood and it's a really good (read: smart and unusual) band I've never heard, or if it's something from my collection that hasn't been an overplayed radio staple. I never listen to music on radio, rarely listen to rock from my collection, and only sporadically listen to my main preferences- jazz and classical. At night, though, I'll listen to my collection of old Bob and Ray of Jean Shepherd radio shows (comedy, dialogue) until I drift off.
I used to listen to music 24/7 before that pneumonia/fever. I've got 3 TBs of music in my cloud, plus a few thousand albums and about 500 cds left from my physical collection, and usually listen to it only when someone asks me about a band or song. Not because I want to hear it. It's not that I don't love my history in-and-with music. It reminds me of Colin Moulding, in that I woke up one day and was simply done with it. I wish I'd never had that bout of pneumonia, if for no other reason than it stole a major source of pleasure in my daily life.