Vertigo. Boo.

It's a beautiful day for a nice case of vertigo. Ugh. I'm actually feeling substantially better than I have the past 2 days. I was first plagued with what was diagnosed as vertigo right before Christmas. Kev and I were settling down to watch a movie when I suddenly felt very nauseous. Like everything around me was spinning. And I couldn't stop shivering, despite being in sweats and under a nice, fluffy throw. This led to numerous unmentionable bathroom activities and me pacing for hours around the living room because walking was the only way that I felt like I wasn't going to vomit or faint. It was honestly the worst I have ever felt. Ever. The doctor prescribed me what I believe to be prescription strength Dramamine. She said that it has a 50/50 chance of helping, but that there's not really anything else that I can do but wait it out. I haven't yet figured out if it works or not because when I take it, it KNOCKS ME OUT. 'May Cause Drowsiness' is an understatement. 'May cause you to sleep for an entire day straight' would be more accurate. So, who's to say if it really works or if it just knocks you out so you don't realize how terrible you feel...

Thursday night it struck again. Though I was exhausted, I couldn't fall asleep because that meant that I had to lay down, which meant that I would feel like my world was still moving... like I was stuck on a boat that was stuck in a whirlpool... seasick, dizzy, and nauseous. Fun times. I woke up around 4am and managed to drag my behind to work. I started to feel better during the day. Kev had planned on surprising me and taking me out to one of our favorite restaurants. He let me in on the plan after my bout with vertigo on Thursday night. I agreed that we should still go, as I felt much better after my chiropractor appointment after work. We got to the restaurant and ordered some drinks. They brought out our appetizers and as soon as I took a bite, my stomach turned. The nauseousness hit immediately. When our salads arrived, I couldn't touch mine. By the time they brought our meals, Kev asked if they could box it up for us and I escaped to the car. I felt so bad, but Kev was very sweet and concerned. After a good day's sleep, I feel a bit better... and hopefully after another healthy 12 hours of sleep tonight I'll be back to 100%. At least the weather matches my mood today...
Pity party for me day.