Time is again moving much too quickly. Events, experiences, the days just crash and blur and pile up upon each other in an untidy mess.
The vertigo is back. Not as bad as the episode that put me in the hospital for four days last summer, but enough to disrupt plans and activity. Because all of the tests that were done in the hospital and since – like CT scans, MRI, Doppler, etc – have been just fine, my doctor sent me to an otoneurologist, a specialist in all kinds of vestibular disorders. I was lucky enough to get an appointment with the top guy in this field in the country, a professor who has spearheaded the study and treatment of vertigo and other balance dysfunction and dizziness. So…he was very nice, very serious, asked good (and thorough) questions, and actually listened to my answers. A rare breed of fellow.
From all the data available, he is pretty sure that we’re talking about MAV – migraine associated vertigo, or vestibular migraines. The migraine headaches are hitting more often than usual as well. Still, he has scheduled me for an additional series of tests – VNG, or Videonystagmography. (Don’t ask me to pronounce that…) That’s in another couple of weeks. So we’ll see what comes of it.
I had a really nasty bout of cold/flu in the midst of all of it, too. I was in bed for the whole week preceding Pesach. It was, I think, only the second time in my life I didn’t make it to Seder, which made me feel very sorry for myself. I’m not a very… um, pleasant person when I’m sick, and this was enough for me to consider putting up a storm warning sign on the front door. Niece was worried, sent Partner home from the Seder with a big food package for me, which was really a life-saver. And I think it was the first time since I’ve had my own place – which is (ahem) quite a while now – that my house and kitchen were not ready for Pesach. All the Pesach dishes and stuff stayed in the cupboard – I cleared one table for Pesach foods, we used plastic plates and utensils, and got through the week.
The worst part of all? I wasn’t even up for knitting or reading. So you can imagine what sort of a grump I was.
So I’m glad that’s behind us, and I’ll tell you soon what I’m up to these days! If they’ll just slow down, sheesh.