whirl

Hey, know what's not fun? Feeling perfectly fine all afternoon, all evening, and then standing up to go to the bathroom before bed, only to have the whole fucking room whirl to the left. Yes, whirl to the left. So I sat down again, figuring maybe I'd just been lying on my side a little too long and it would all be cool. The world continued to spin. So I got up, did my dance to and fro, and came back, thinking sleep is obviously the cure, as there's no way I'm waking anyone up just to say, "hey, is the whole world spinning or is it just me?" The jokes are too obvious for one.

So, I lie down, curious as to this dizziness as, dude, usually my tilt-a-whirl stuff is mostly the result of, well, a tilt-a-whirl. Or maybe that one summer I was sick for the first couple of weeks of vacation. Not sure. Anyway, it got worse. Had to fall asleep lying on my side, wondering if I was going to hurl, and if so, if there was anything interesting on that side of the bed that would be ruined, but unable to move it because of the tilt-a-whirl.

It was not pleasant.

When I saw Mumsy this afternoon, I told her of the whirl to the left and she brightens and says, "So, it's like a hangover! Without the fun drinking part... Oh."