Ok, so much for having a new outlook. I don’t like being dizzy anymore. Seriously.
Do you remember being a kid and spinning around in circles until you couldn’t walk upright? Imagine if it didn’t stop…that’s how I feel. It’s like the world is tipped to the side and moving.
The suspicion that the cold air may be adding to the pressure in my inner ears has caused me to come up with my own solutions.
Enter the ugly hat.
I should have invested more in the hat. If I had, it might have a bit more style to it. It is just a plain black knit watch cap that barely covers my ears and makes me look like I’m trying to hide female pattern baldness. Or I’m about to break into a high rise and crack open the safe in the penthouse apartment.
That scenario is highly unlikely with vertigo. I can’t even walk across my kitchen floor without holding onto the counter for stability. And I look completely ridiculous doing it while wearing the stupid hat.
I told my husband I would be wearing the hat all day…even to bed. He just gave me this look—you know the one, the look of sexual attraction being sucked out of the air like a vacuum—and then he smiled as if to say, “whatever you like, honey.” Well, I’d like very much to get off the ride, thank you very much!
I think I might just try to sleep it off…like a hangover.
I’ll let you know tomorrow how that worked out for me.
Until the next time…I’ll be dreaming I’m on a merry-go-round!