Last week, Mark and I had The Talk. No, not that talk. We’re parents. We know about the birds and the bees. This talk was the “how do we live in this house when I can’t walk out the front door, or down the driveway, or take in the mail? How do I deal with
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I had a vertigo attack today. I was not expecting it. (No one ever expects the Spanish Inquisition!) I’d gone to the gym, had a great cardio workout, had a good breakfast, drunk all my green tea and was on to my seltzer and was working on my keynote for next week, when I started
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I recently celebrated Rosh Hashanah and Yom Kippur, the Jewish High Holidays. Here, in the US, we go to services in more fancy-dancy clothes than I suspect the Israelis wear. Back in August, I said to Esther, “I have a great suit, but I’m not so sure about my shoes. I should wear my Merrells,
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I’ve explained that flying is easy and walking is difficult. Well, driving is tough, too. Riding in a car is more difficult than driving, because when I drive I have my hands on the wheel. That feedback helps my proprioception (knowledge of where I am in space). And, it depends on where I drive. Here,
People often ask me: How do you fly? That’s because they think my ear is my problem. Nope. My ears don’t have a problem with flying. My middle ears change pressure just fine, thank you. Remember, it’s my inner ear that had the problem. Flying is easy, much easier than driving or walking. And, I’m
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When I tell people I ballroom dance and that I have vertigo, they are surprised. When Mark is with me, they look at him to see if I’m lying. I’m not lying. We adapt almost everything. Here are two examples. In waltz, there is a gorgeous step, called 3/8ths turns. The gentleman leads a left
I had a physical a few weeks ago, and my doctor asked me, “How do you take a walk?” I looked at her as if she was a lunatic. “I have vertigo. Why would I voluntarily take a walk?” “For exercise?” “I have the gym and Erik the super-strong trainer for that.” “But don’t you
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In the past four weeks, I have clogged a toilet, broken my car’s windshield washers, broken a mammogram machine, and broken the fancy goggles that the vestibular therapist in Canada uses to look at my nystagmus. And last week, my computer went into constant kernel panics. A lesser person might say I was jinxed. I
I’m all for being green. We recycle. We moved to the compact florescent light bulbs early—probably too early. Mark grumbled about expensive those first generation light bulbs were. Now when we throw out the garbage, we have a tiny little bag of garbage, and big bins of plastic, newspapers, tin, and cardboard. Our recycling comingles.
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Before I started the vertigo meds, I often got angry, depressed, scared, and upset. I still get depressed, feel overwhelmed, and cry. I do this less often now, because the meeds give me so much more control over my every day life. Even with the meds, my limitations sometimes scare me, or make me angry
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