Since Sunday morning I've been having a lot of dizziness. I am rarely without any dizziness at all, but, at times, it gets beyond a level of severity that I can cope with and still live my life normally. That's what started on Sunday. I do my best to cope with it anyway. I try to talk myself out of it. I try to keep my mind off of it. I try not to let it take away any more of my life than it has to.
I got a lot done Sunday morning and by Sunday afternoon, it had faded quite a bit. Monday morning was pretty good too, but by Monday evening I was feeling it again. Tuesday morning was terrible and that lasted through the day. Unwilling to allow it to get the best of me, I went to martial arts training Tuesday evening anyway. I worked harder than I ever have before. I was pouring sweat. In the end, I felt better. After being home for less than an hour, I started feeling bad again. Wednesday morning was really bad. All day at work was terrible. Driving home was almost unbearable. But, I tried to ignore it. When I eventually got home, everything was spinning. I didn't care though. We had people coming over for the Lost Party, I had things to get done, and I wasn't going to let this interfere. That's what I thought, but it got the best of me. I found myself kneeling in front of the toilet moments later and then unable to walk afterwards due to the vertigo.
I crawled in to bed and waited for Jess to get home. She called all of the people that were coming and told them what had happened.
I'm very grateful that I didn't get stuck on the road, or stuck at work sick. At least I made it home. Maybe in the future I should play it a bit more safe, but, I feel like that means I'm giving in to it.
I'm sorry to those of you that were planning on coming. My unwillingness to let this control me has now caused it to bleed into your lives. Perhaps I should have played it safe and canceled the Lost Party on Sunday, just in case. I hate to let it do that to me, though, as there have been many times that I will be very dizzy one day, and then perfectly fine the next. But, better safe than sorry, I guess.
I'm feeling a lot better this morning, despite the fact that I've been awake, off an on, since just past midnight. My body's not used to more than 6 hours of sleep. I finally got out of bed around 4am. I'm pretty sure I could drive to work, but, just in case, it wont hurt me to work from here for today. I can get just as much done, if not more. Coincidentally, this will be my first time working from home as a non-smoker. I don't expect that to be a problem, but, if you've got a distraction or two just in case, I'd be happy to have them.
