I really don't like that there is some very odd part of me that equates dizziness with lack of moral fiber. Yeah, I don't get the connection either. But the dizzier I get, the more I want to tell myself to grow a pair, toughen up, and all that other good advice that doesn't actually make anyone less dizzy. It stands to reason that if you put cold drops of medicine in your ear, it will make you dizzy. It even says so on the bottle. And that if you have low blood pressure, occasionally you will be dizzy. But I don't like it. I think it's that feeling of helplessness; one minute you're standing there, and the next everything goes blackish around the edges and you're really not sure what's going to happen next. I like a little more control over my life than that. Whenever I have cramps or get nauseous, I'm still aware. It's also possible I might be convinced that if I ever pass out, random strangers will pick me up/move me around/touch me while I'm unconscious, and I'll wake up to find that several people I don't know are trying to assist me by being in my personal space. II think if I had to choose between that and breaking one of my fingers, I'd start looking for a hammer straightaway.
Also, the dog just came in from playing in the snow, and the smell of wet dog is so awful that I think my nose might fall off in an attempt to save itself.
January 8, 2009
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Ugh, I don't like dizzy either. It scares me. I start thinking I'm having a stroke or something.
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