“Spinning room…”
Shared by Breanne Smedley
There are few things more frustrating than a whole day of plans getting derailed in an instant.
If you have kids, this has inevitably happened to you on more than one occasion.
Especially when it happens on “those” days.
The days where that big meeting is planned.
The day where you literally can’t miss work.
The one where you have an appointment that you’ve waited months for, and would take months to reschedule.
Those are the days that the child wakes up sick in the middle of the night.
Cancel all the plans? Find childcare that is willing to take a sick kid?
Either way, the day is not going to go “as planned.”
It’s on those days…
When you’re trying to get things done.
When you have exciting plans.
When the day just needs to go how it’s “supposed to”
…that it can be incredibly frustrating when it doesn’t.
Enter what I woke up to on Thursday morning.
At about 4am I woke up and headed to the bathroom.
Only problem was, I stumbled as I walked to try to get there.
Weird, I thought. Must have stood up too fast.
But, on my way back to the bed the same thing happened. I tried to walk in the straight path from the bathroom to the bed and my body was taking me left and right.
I felt like I was on a boat in the middle of the ocean, trying to find the railings for support as the waves tossed me from side to side.
I stumbled as I outstretched my arms to use the bed to stabilize me.
As I sat in bed, the room continued to spin.
“Guess it only takes one glass of wine these days!” I thought as I tried to figure out why this could be happening.
As the morning went on, I got scared, then frustrated as the spinning continued.
The dizziness caused nausea to set in.
I couldn’t walk without looking like a belligerent drunk.
The only thing that caused it to stop was to lay down and do nothing.
But, that’s not what I had planned for the day.
I wanted to get things done.
Enjoy a day of spring break with the family.
Not lay on my back and do nothing all day.
So, I tried to fight it.
I grabbed my computer and tried to focus on the screen as it continued to move around.
Not working.
On to the book I need to finish.
The words kept moving off the page.
I became nauseous trying to keep them in one spot.
Finally, I had had enough.
I gave in.
I laid down and slept.
And continued to sleep for the majority of the day.
I woke up the next day, better.
The doctor said it was vertigo.
I know though, that my body had reached a breaking point.
And I know, that however frustrating it may be, the best thing to do sometimes is the last thing I want.
Rest.
Relax.
Let the plans be derailed.
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#MindfullyEvolving
#DaringlyResilient
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