Oh no, lisah! Did you have vestibular neuritis? I had that and was in the hospital for it, too, so if that was what you had, I can totally empathize with what you just went through. Did they do that awful test where they induce the vertigo so they can watch your eyes go crazy? I told the neurologist I wouldn't be held responsible if I threw up on him.
I hope you're feeling better!
Hope you're feeling better now
I'm sort of better. Well, I'm much better than I was but I'm still not altogether right. but my mom is here taking care of me! She made me cream of wheat this morning. yum
So when do you suppose someone will make the movie
Hamlet - the Prequel
?
lisah, you poor thing! I'm glad your mom is close enough to be there.
{{{Nora's back}}}
Oh, lisah. Do they know what caused it? Yay for your mom taking care of you. Since my mother had a bad case of pneumonia a few years back, we very much avoid her when we're sick. When she was living here last year though, and I got sick, she took way better care of me than dh (who tries very hard, but is just different, because he comes from a different family and other people's families are freaky) ever could have.
Oh, JEN! My word.
Did you have vestibular neuritis?
YES! (well, it's neuronitis, but yes). I couldn't open my eyes for about 24 hours without puking! It was awesome!
And, yes, the neurologist did these funny head things to me where she kept saying "You're going to hate this..." She told me that one of the weird head twisty things sometimes made the vertigo go away right away like magic. I was pissed when it didn't help mine any.
I am so lucky that my best friend is an emergency doc at a very good hospital. My experience could have been way worse. She knew I needed to go to the ER right away and was able to get me a bed as soon as I got to the hospital.
Do they know what caused it?
It's a virus. Creepy. Anybody could get it at any time I guess. Although, according to the internets, it strikes "middle-aged" people most ofen. insult meet injury
Oh lisah, they just left off the, "...'chronologically' speaking, who are far too sexy to ever be lumped into that group." They're very busy in the E.R.
The weird head-twisty thing makes it go away if the vertigo is caused by little pieces of stuff (otoliths, literally "ear stones") in your inner ear that bounce around inappropriately and make you think you or the room is moving when you or the room is not; sometimes the head-twisty can get them to settle down in the right place.
But for a post-viral inflammation of the vestibulocochlear nerve (come for the head cold, stay for the non-stop puking!), nothing but time makes it go away. It's horrible. I seriously would have rather been in pain than be that nauseated for that long.
I'm glad you were able to get a bed quickly and that you're feeling better.
{{Bitches}} Vertigo, and backaches, and colds, oh my! Feel better all.
I'm all excited today about my son Brendon. They had basketball tryouts yesterday and he did great. He's a freshman so we didn't know if he would make it this year. He's tall enough, but it is a huge HS and lots of tough inner city ballplayin' boys. He went into it with a great attitude and played so damn well. He was in the first 5 boys picked. The coach told him he could play any position 2-5. (anything but point guard)
I am so grateful that he has something to enjoy about HS. Also meanmom and meandad insist that he has a minimum of C in all classes to play so he has to crack the books too. None of this C average crap.
I'm kind of upset about his best friend, also my best friend's son. He was let go in the first bunch. Actually he walked off, but I don't know if he told his mom that. When I was hanging around waiting for tryouts to finish the kids were talking about the other kids that were bumped in the first round and they were less than kind about my friend's son. He has real problems getting along with others. It weighs heavily on my heart because I can't really talk to his mother about it. Much of the reason for his problems has to do with her overprotection, spoiling, and coddling. Middle school was tough for him, but HS is clearly going to be worse.
I talked to him some while I waited for her to pick him up. Tried to encourage him to be active in some of the other sports or clubs. This teenage thing is tough.
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