I’m spinning around*

The Labyrinthitis came back.  It’s like being drunk, but without the fun of being pissed.  You’re wobbly on your pins.  The room spins if you turn your head too fast.  And you feel sick.

I’ve had it for years.  But it only pops up occasionally.  Although bloody hell, this time it was pretty much the worst yet.  Last weekend.  Couldn’t sleep because every time I turned over, the whole world went wobbly.  And even sitting down was like sitting on a boat in high seas.

Farkin’ inner ear.

Grump.

And the seasickness tablets just made me drowsy.  Fine for weekend.  But working when sleepy sucks piles.

Whoa.  This is turning into a self-pitying bitch fest. Why am I moaning about it pretty much post the fact?  Because theoretically it shouldn’t happen.  I’ve convinced myself that I only get it when I’m run down and stressed.  But I’m post holiday and my boss is away.

This, combined with a couple of other small red flags have left me with a sneaking suspicion I’ve been kidding myself.  The mental equivalent of putting my hands over my ears and closing my eyes and singing ‘la la la la la la la la la la la’.

So, I ask myself again. When does this thing about being a mature, reasonable grown up kick in?  Because I’m starting to believe it’s a load of bunkum.

*I’m following Kylie on Twitter.  She’s insidious.

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27 thoughts on “I’m spinning around*

  1. lulu labonne says:

    Poor you,I’ve heard about labrinthitis from a suffer and know this isn’t funny.

    You need a holiday – know anywhere nice to go?

    • Dolce says:

      Actually, now that you mentioned it, I’m plotting a trip to the States in September.

      And the wobbliness has gone…for now…thank goodness!

  2. nursemyra says:

    ooh I hadn’t seen that previous post, intriguing commenters….. hope you stay well now baby

  3. Don’t know labrinthitis from crystallised pineapple but as for the grown-up bit – If you are lucky it will never happen. I have met grown-ups and they are B O R I N G!

  4. kyknoord says:

    Maybe it’s a delayed side-effect of the Lepidopteritis you were suffering from a couple of months ago?

  5. daisyfae says:

    inner ear specialist? while stress can definitely be a trigger, there’s got to be a physical trigger as well… you need to kick this so we can drink, damn it!

  6. Hey! I just regurgitated a self-pitying bitch fest myself! It must be an epidemic. I walk around thinking my suffering is singular but it turns out that not only is it a dime-a-dozen, but there are people out there who are even MORE challenged than I am! At least I can get a good night’s sleep. Get well and thanks, tons, for the perspective.

  7. We all indulge in a self-pitying bitch fest now and again. It’s okay, because we all need some petting and sympathy now and again, and if we don’t blurt it out people often don’t know we need the support.

    I wonder if you are not triggered by being dehydrated? Quite often the labyrinthitis is a symptom of tiny crystals floating in the cochlea, which when the settle against the cilia in the structure giving the owner of the ear vertigo. So if you are dehydrated you are more likely to have these crystals precipitating out of the fluid in the inner ear. You might try the Epley Maneuver; it is often quite effective. You may have to do it several days in a row to completely settle all the crystals. A pretty good description is here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QikUTAmeE0M

    A wonderful description of it being applied is in Barbara Kingsolver’s book “Prodigal Summer” page 340-342

    • nursemyra says:

      Dolce is the most hydrated person I know. She drinks water like I read books…. constantly

      • Dolce says:

        @ HMH Thanks so much for the tips…actually, despite Nurse M being spot on for 90% of my natural life, the week before this bout I was out of routine and not drinking as much, so that COULD be it. I’ll keep an eye on that. and I love old Kingsolver, particularly prodigal summer and the bean trees. I’ll go back and look. Ta :0

        @ Nurse M Now, if i could just learn how to read books WHILE I drink water, I’d be sorted 🙂

  8. Peh, being an adult is for grown-ups.
    You still have more youth to go waste; as in “Youth is wasted on the young”.

  9. Ah, to be a grownup. I keep eagerly anticipating the morning I wake up and discover that’s happened to me.

    It’ll be like getting your period for the first time.

    Only awesome and not painful.

    • Dolce says:

      @ Megan (hello, and felicitations of welcome!) EXACTLY! One day, I’ll just be all zen and together and sorted and stuff. One day.

      • You wish. It has been my experience that Zen, Together, and Sorted are far distant countries on a fantasy continent in another Universe. So far I have not discovered the Starship that will take me there. Being on the other side of menopause did not cause it to land in my back yard, either.

        Did you try the Epley Maneuver???

        • Dolce says:

          I suspected as much. Why is there a conspiracy that grown-up = sorted? I remember distinctly as a child thinking that all the adults were completely in charge and knew what was going on. Bloody agents, the lot of them.

          And not yet, I’m afraid, but am going to this week.

  10. Seraphine says:

    i had something similar, the doctor told me it was sinus pressure affecting something something, the liquid in my ear? i don’t remember, but i *hated* that ‘wobbly’ feeling and not being in control. so i have much sympathy to what you are feeling. i sincerely hope you get better very soon. hugs.

  11. Rob says:

    Hmmm, well, let me just say that I’ve just had an up close and personal lesson about not following up on symptoms. Although I’ve been tired quite a bit these last few months with occasional bouts of nausea/light headedness, which I chalked up to not enough sleep and the comings and goings of some kind of virus, it turns out I was experiencing advancing atherosclerosis. It took recurring chest pains to provide the impetus to get that sorted. Looking back now, I chide myself for not reading the road signs correctly. I mean, I’m not even fifty and no apparent family history of such things, so how could this happen to me, right?

    Hope you find some answers and, more importantly, a fix. I know I hate it when I’m not 100%.

    • Dolce says:

      FARK Rob. I’m sorry to hear that. My family is also largely unkillable. Just large doses of alcoholism. But mostly fit as a drunk fiddle. so I also ignore all the ‘niggles’. Time for a check up me thinks.

      Hope you’re ok?

      • Rob says:

        Better for now, thanks. Although the drugs they’ve given me don’t really contribute to feeling tip-top. I’ve long despised most manufactured pharmaceuticals so I’m a tough sell anyways. Need to make a few adjustments though and hope for the best. I’ve got to hold up my end of a commitment to someone for a “damn long time”.

        • Dolce says:

          *squissshhhh* That makes me all warm ‘n fuzzy – you damn well better! And only the good go young, so you should be safe 😉

          And I’m with you on the pharmaceuticals. See too many people popping pills, when they could be digging a little deeper to find a real cure.

          I’ll be hoping for the best along with you.

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