putting the stir into stir-cray
Oct. 22nd, 2013 11:38 amSo my kermit happy dance was obviously a bit pre-emptive. I have since been hit with the worst vertigo I've had in years, to the point of having to take dramamine to deal with the sea-sickness. I went and got an Eplay done and that helped, but holy shit. It took me 20 minutes to go down the stairs on my bum like a toddler. Axel mocking me the entire time, of course.
So I got off my ass and made an appointment to get another ENT referral. I plan on arriving with a full printed list of episode dates, symptoms and treatments so I don't have to go through the same dismissive bullshit as I got from the last guy. Well, they could do it anyway, but if that's how they want to fly I'm at least going to make them work for it.
I'm also going to start being more aggressive about controlling some of the things that I know are triggers - like not getting a good night's sleep. This means adjusting my sleeping arrangements for a while, (and adding a lot more travel time into my schedule) but hopefully it will be worth it. 'Cause this is getting really fucking old. I'm also going to talk to the physiotherapist about addition vestibular rehab exercises I can do at home on top of the yoga.
Meanwhile, the sweet old man cat - is not doing so well. His diabetes has recently progressed to the point where we have to start giving him regular insulin shots. And his liver is "distressed", which is making him jaundiced and miserable. He obviously feels like crap. Poor little guy. On the plus side, me being stuck at home and feeling mopey about it means he has been getting lots of sympathy cuddles. And we get out "how to inject a cat" training tomorrow so hopefully he start to feel more normal once we have his blood sugar under control.
So, no going out dancing for a little while yet.
So I got off my ass and made an appointment to get another ENT referral. I plan on arriving with a full printed list of episode dates, symptoms and treatments so I don't have to go through the same dismissive bullshit as I got from the last guy. Well, they could do it anyway, but if that's how they want to fly I'm at least going to make them work for it.
I'm also going to start being more aggressive about controlling some of the things that I know are triggers - like not getting a good night's sleep. This means adjusting my sleeping arrangements for a while, (and adding a lot more travel time into my schedule) but hopefully it will be worth it. 'Cause this is getting really fucking old. I'm also going to talk to the physiotherapist about addition vestibular rehab exercises I can do at home on top of the yoga.
Meanwhile, the sweet old man cat - is not doing so well. His diabetes has recently progressed to the point where we have to start giving him regular insulin shots. And his liver is "distressed", which is making him jaundiced and miserable. He obviously feels like crap. Poor little guy. On the plus side, me being stuck at home and feeling mopey about it means he has been getting lots of sympathy cuddles. And we get out "how to inject a cat" training tomorrow so hopefully he start to feel more normal once we have his blood sugar under control.
So, no going out dancing for a little while yet.
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Date: 2013-10-23 02:45 am (UTC)and I hope that you can get the insulin shots worked out. I know it can take a bit but once the dosage is worked out it is pretty painless.
but I hope that you can soon be dancing and not scooting down the stairs