Oh, dear. Dizziness might be my own MS worst dream. When it
hits, and the world begins to spin, all kinds of untoward events begin to
happen. I rock and roll (but not in a good way at all). My stomach demonstrates
feats that rival Olympic tumblers. My feet seem to gain a mind of their own
(and it’s a drunken mind at that).
Dizziness can be
disastrous.
It’s like the tilt-a-whirl at the fair, except I might be
sitting at my desk. It’s also like motion sickness, except I’m not moving. And
it’s like feeling flu-ish, but not actually having the flu.
Sometimes double- or blurred vision goes along with it – as a
special bonus.
Oh, dear. (That’s
right. I said it again.)
When the dizziness dissipates, I count myself blessed that
it’s over. Who wouldn’t?
Maybe that’s why I’ve never really enjoyed drinking alcohol
much. That reeling feeling is all too familiar, and it’s not something I wish
to duplicate.
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