I had another dizzy spell today. It sucked balls. It is the worst feeling. One minute, I'm in the shower, getting all sudsy and clean, and the next minute, things are turning different colors, my ears start to ring, and I'm overwhelmed by the feeling that I'm going to pass out. IT SUCKS. (Also, and this is very minor, when that feeling hits, I try to finish my shower as fast as I can, so that I'm not standing on a wet, slippery surface should I actually pass out-- and it always results in feeling like I haven't rinse all of the soap off. I hate that.) Anyway, today's was a doozy. I didn't vomit, and I didn't fall, but I've felt like total shit the entire day. Shaky, dizzy, zero energy. And given that I am certain that these symptoms are NOT being caused by another spinal tumor, it's sort of disconcerting. I don't know what causes this crap, and I can't seem to do anything to avoid it. Crouching on all fours, dripping wet, in a towel, with my head resting on a bath mat, lacking the strength and balance to walk the 10 steps to my bedroom = the worst way to start a day.
In better news, I started reading a biography of Alice Roosevelt Longworth, and so far it is really good.
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