Yesterday was 'my Newtonian head' day. Objects in motion stay in motion, or at least feel like they do! Also random nausea of varying intensity. No drive-y. No bendy over and looky for socks in dryer (wooooooOOOOooooo….am I on a BOAT?!). Sugar fine. Hydration mostly ok. So WTF?
Mike punts work for a few hours, gives me a lift to one of my Dr's 'urgent last-minute' 15-min appt spots. No smoking guns, here's a prescription, it could take 2 – 4 weeks to go away. (!!!) 'Nonspecific mild vertigo' or something like that. She said it's usually when some random stuff in your inner ear comes loose (stuff grows there, people are huge petri dishes ya know) and then proceeds to do the pinball wizard thing in your inner ear, hitting all the buzzers and lights and confusing the heck out of your system.
Went home, worked on work stuff for a few hours, lay down for what turned into a succession of 1-hour naps punctuated by stumbling to the loo. Went out to Sweet Tomatoes for dinner with C, J, & little A– Mike had to work, and finish the stuff punted to take me to the Dr. He didn't get home until after 9pm. I watched a bunch of TiVo, as reading didn't seem very appealing (made me dizzier).
That was yesterday. Today, still small traces of it, but much less than yesterday. I'm glad I have several days off coming up. That's quite the out of the blue experience, and not one I really needed.
Amusingly, I was worried about missing my appt with a client in SF, and this morning read mail on the client's webmail and found he'd sent a note at 4am-ish asking to cancel and reschedule our appt. So all's well ends well, I guess.
Oh… except that as part of doing the standard stroke/TIA assessment that they do for dizziness, my Dr 'heard a noise that needs checking out' in my right carotid. So I have an ultrasound of the neck scheduled for next week. I've always had 'good' cholesterol, but there is a family history of lossage, and apparently the diabetes really ratchets the odds in a bad direction. I shall refrain from freaking out– unless they find something requiring surgery of some form, in which case I reserve the right to seriously erupt.
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