Auditory pareidolia and a brand new BAHA

We all know the horror movie trope: What's that noise? Oh, it's the [totally generic and explainable thing here] of course. 
Of course, of course. It is, to be fair, always something totally generic and explainable but auditory pareidolia is still a terrifying and fascinating experience all the same. 

I have been losing my hearing very gradually over the last thirty years or so and little by little I've lost the teeny tiny sounds. It's easy to miss little noises even when you have the ability to hear them so honestly, I had no idea how much I wasn't hearing. As of two days ago, I had my bone attached hearing aid (BAHA) switched on and it is blowing my mind!

For the most part, I'm very much enjoying rediscovering little noises but hearing something and understanding something are two entirely different things. I'm having a very interesting time with auditory pareidolia which works in much the same way that visual pareidolia does. Visual pareidolia is somewhat more common due to popular interpretations of it such as The Man on The Moon. We all know there isn't a literal man up there but most cultures have some interpretation of the form they see in the shadows on the surface of the moon. Pareidolia is when your brain processes patterns to pick out recognisable shapes. It's suggested that this occurs because we've evolved to look for predators with spiffy camouflaging abilities. We've spent millions of years adapting our brains to survive in the harshest conditions and puzzle out the best survival tactics which is why you might see faces in your nan's floral wallpaper.... or tigers in long grass! It's an occasionally useful evolutionary trait but one heck of a quirk when it's not.

In theory, this makes perfect sense to me, in practice, it is bizarre because with all the additional auditory information I'm trying to process I'm experiencing pareidolia quite a lot. I know for a fact that the noise from the extractor fan in my kitchen is made by a fan's mechanism and the vibrations of various parts... not by ten thousand, tiny yodelling Welsh men. I know this for a fact because it sounded so strange I checked (as expected, no Welsh men in there, not even one) Pareidolia can be hilarious but it's frightened me quite a few times too. Clothes rustling and little swishing noises like closing the blinds sound like people breathing suddenly, like a gasp or a hiss. The first time my cat meowed at me after I got my BAHA I just stared at her in awe and she stared at me ears pricked and tail a twitch, thrilled and surprised by this new level of attention. We just stood there staring at each other, purring and giggling respectively, both totally overwhelmed by these new reactions to the same ol', same ol'. I'm certain she didn't say "yo" but it was still amazing!

What are your experiences of assistive devices (mine is a BAHA but I know there are lots of others) causing bizarre, delightful, terrifying, lovely or other side effects? More importantly, how do you cope with information when you are adapting to receiving it in a whole new way? All advice, stories and anecdotes welcome. I know it'll get easier in time but for now, I'll try to ignore the scary bits and just let myself enjoy the grumpy sky lions (thunder), tiny drummers (raindrops) and crinkly whispers (leaves on trees).