What’s So Good About It?

I woke up this morning with an acute case of vertigo. It had been a long time since I suffered a bout. I had my first taste of it in April 2000, while doing work study at the Graduate Studies office at Emerson College. Not long after arriving, I became so dizzy I could no longer sit at my desk, so I slipped to the floor to lie down. My supervisor called an ambulance, and I had to be carried down the elevator in a special chair. I remember throwing up all over the paramedic and then apologizing profusely. The only thing I had in my stomach was the Dr Pepper I’d drunk that morning.

Once in the ER, I was diagnosed with vertigo (BPPV). It took a couple days to recover, mostly via sleeping and doing odd head exercises they’d taught me.

Since then, I’ve had vertigo a handful of times. It got bad again when I was pregnant. And it happens most often in winter and spring, times when my sinuses are troubled and thus affecting my inner ear. But I hadn’t had a bout this bad in at least five years, maybe more, so I was very surprised to wake up dizzy and unable to lift or turn my head.

Well, I tried to get up anyway. But I kept listing to the left and when I tried to walk, I walked into walls. So I went back to bed and shouted instructions to the three kids as they got ready for school. I’m very fortunate they’re old enough to get themselves together, and that we live close enough to the school that we walk, so they were able to get to school on their own.

There’s the silver lining: It could have been worse.

My husband came home from work to make sure someone would be able to pick up the kids and also take the oldest to his orthodontist appointment this afternoon. I slept and was able to sit up a little after. Eventually, many sinus meds and vertigo exercises later, I got up and showered and can now walk around a bit. Still can’t turn my head completely in either direction, and I can’t bend over at all, but it’s progress.

We take a lot for granted in life. Sometimes, things like a bout of vertigo are a good reminder that there are no promises. We’re lucky and should be grateful for what we have.

Happy Good Friday and enjoy your Easter holiday, whatever your religious affiliation. May every ending in your life be a new beginning, and may good always spring from your trials.