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Wednesday, 11 July 2018

BPPV...

I just knew I shouldn’t?
What?
This working hard carry-on!
Yesterday, I was on a roll, gardening, washing, bottom up in the far reaches of cupboards.  Rearranging my pantry, lifting, carrying, planting a rambling rose, moving plant pots, shopping, ordering carpet, cooking, shopping, a visit to the library.
With intermittent worrying about A.  In general, working hard at the illusion of being a domestic goddess!  At this point those that know me will be chuckling fit to bust... sadly!
Collapsing in a chair, I lent over to retrieve my latest library book and then it happened.
The world shifted, ever so slightly.  Not one to be put off easily I tried to carry on reading, the words wobbled, I closed my eyes to clear them.  Opening them the carpet was also on the zig-zag.  
I’ve overdone it, I knew me and
work wasn’t a good idea this confirms it, was my first thought!
The nausea started, then I knew.
Benign Poroxysmal Positional Vertigo.
The last time I had it, I was going full pelt getting ready to move.  It happened at yoga, where in true me tradition I have to give it some welly.  Not the way with yoga I am reliably informed?
That time I had never experienced it before and fully thought I was in the throws of a stroke!  On the third day of feeling still delicate, not a normal state anyone could describe of me, I deigned to go to the doctor!

‘BPPV’ he instantly cried...
‘You are the fifth case I’ve had recently doing yoga,it is not good for you!’

Bugger! thought I!

Yesterday, I knew, so it wasn’t half so scary.  I was sick, went to bed and slept for four hours, got up and felt more my old self.
Today I feel a little light 
headed, but better.

Trouble now is I am frightened of triggering another attack.
Best I get back to my normal MO...

‘Peel me a grape... anyone!?!

10 comments:

  1. Poor you, I've had something similar only once. My vision went as I was watching tv and like you I thought I was having a stroke or something, went to opticians and they said it was a type of migraine, haven't had it since thank goodness but very scary.
    I don't get days like that when you have excess energy very often these days but I know that when I have them I will suffer the next day, great isn't it??
    Briony
    x

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    1. Most days I am high energy, most days, sloth like, I manage to knock it on the head. Yesterday it got away and look what happened?

      LX

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  2. Sorry to hear about your " collapse". Hope you feel better soon. Just lie down and look at the sea for a while ! X

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    1. Collopse, more like! Today I intend to take it easy, my fall-back position!?!

      LX

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  3. I've heard of that before but thankfully not had it myself. Supposedly an "older person" thing which should cheer you! and I shall expect it any day!

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    1. Wash your mouth out Sue in Suffolk... ‘Older person!’... the very idea!
      Right in one... unfortunately. In my head everyone, but everyone is older than me... even my grandchildren. Worrying!

      LX

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  4. That sounds horrible. Please, do rest and let things get back to normal again. xxx

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    1. Yes it was, I will do as you suggest. I doubt normal and me hang together too well. All these years I’ve worked my socks off to be anything but. Pretentious comes to mind... sad I know...

      LX

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  5. You find the most wonderful photographs!

    That's the nice line, now the stern one, in my best 'Matron's voice'. Rest, rest, rest.....otherwise I'll be over there in my nurse's uniform and, trust me, it is worse than the Mrs Mopp one. I love an opportunity to do my Florence Nightingale act, practice my hospital corners, boss people about - you really wouldn't like it. A day or two of quiet will do you good, keep you in fine fettle for blogging - no scooter-ing!!!!!!! You have been warned, young lady.

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    1. I saw the ciggies and thought of you Elaine! Hospital corners, bustle and bristle (not chins this time? ) courtesy of Robin starch. ‘Ooh Matron!’

      Today... Washed out, washed up, more like on a shingle shore...

      LX

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