On I went, out of the wood, passing the man leading without knowing I was going to do so. Flip-flap, flip-flap, jog-trot, jog-trot, curnchslap-crunchslap, across the middle of a broad field again, rhythmically running in my greyhound effortless fashion, knowing I had won the race though it wasn't half over, won it if I wanted it, could go on for ten or fifteen or twenty miles if I had to and drop dead at the finish of it, which would be the same, in the end, as living an honest life like the governor wanted me to. -Alan Sillitoe, "Loneliness of the Long Distance Runner"

Friday, October 15, 2010

I don't know any more song lyrics about being dizzy or I'd insert them here.

Which one is me?
My grade/high school best friend's mom was this former fashion plate, a beauty who was once named the queen of our village.  She morphed her youthful model looks into a graceful Eileen Fisher look that works for her.  A classy woman with a great sense of humor.

The one thing about her, though, is that she has two sons and no daughters.  This meant that her former body image issues were occasionally foisted on to me.  Like, for instance, the time we were at their lake house for a weekend. I loved their beautiful lake house, but I hated that lake.  Hated it.  Hated all water.  I wouldn't quite say that I wast hydrophobic, but I wasn't that far off from it.  (True story: I turned down scholarship money at a school that required a swim test.)  (I'm still a crap swimmer, but I'm mostly over my fear by now.)

So one afternoon, we were debating going out into the lake.  I was trying to suggest anything else to avoid the water.  She pulled me to the side and said, "I know that we can't all have supermodel stick figures, honey, but don't be embarrassed about getting your swimsuit on!"

Yeah.  Except I was at a normal body weight and basically grew up with this family.  No embarrassment there.

The last time I saw her, a few months ago in New York, her son/my friend organized an afternoon of drinks.  I had been feeling a little woozy from the cab ride over, so I ordered a ginger ale.  Again, there it goes: "Ginger ale has a bit much sugar, don't you think?  Check the calorie count before you drink that!"

Point being: I'm chugging ginger ale like it's going out of style right now for its anti-vertigo properties.  I'm aslo chugging meclizine, incidentally, and learning how to do this:

The Epley Maneuver. I tried this
and thought sure I was going to die.
On Wednesday morning, my phone fell off the bed around 5:30am, waking me up.  As soon as I sat up to grab the phone, the room started spinning.  Understatement of the year.  I've been having dizzy spells - sort of often, lately - but this wasn't even in the same realm as anything that's happened before.  This was whole body.  I was covered in sweat, shaking, crying, and feeling like I wanted to throw up.  I crawled to the couch, then back to the bathroom to try puking, then back to the couch.  Two hours later it subsided enough that I could fall asleep for a few hours, after which I went to the doctor.  She diagnosed me with "acute labrynthitis" (David Bowie optional).

Before you ask, this is completely unrelated to the marathon and is also unrelated to running, except to explain why it is that I did not run Wednesday or Thursday.  And I may not run today.  I'm under doctor's orders to "R-E-S-T until the end of the week!"

9 comments:

  1. You poor thing - I hope you get feeling better soon. What is the course of treatment going to be?? Will it be dressing as Bowie from a variety of time periods, or will it be rotating through the cast of characters of labyrinth? (And I am a huge fan of that movie - thanks for posting the oddly hot representation of Mr. Bowie in said movie)

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  2. Poor you! Is rest the only thing you can do about it?

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  3. Rest and anti-vertigo drugs. It could be worse - my sister has struggled with this for YEARS, literally.

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  4. Yikes, that sounds serious and you're smart to take a break.

    Unrelated: You just reminded me how uncomfortable it was to see David Bowie's junk as a kid, with my parents in the room.

    P.S. NAILED IT when you said your friend's mom was taking out her own body issues on you. Not cool.

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  5. Had labyrinthitis before and still have bouts of it -- I'm very prone to dizzy spells and motion sickness. It SUCKS. That's all I can tell you. First time I was around 14, and it comes and goes (to the point I keep medicine at home for it).

    Plus anything that claims to be non-drowsy is guaranteed to make me drowsy. (My mom said that taking ginkgo biloba helps, so I started taking it lately, and I think it made me less prone to getting motion sickness in the bus on my way home -- I get it once a week now, instead of 4 times a week.)

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  6. yikes. i hope you feel better!!!

    i am under r-e-s-t orders as well. which im blatantly ignoring because i think i'll defeat this cold mentally!

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  7. Well, good thing its a step back week, huh? Your run of luck lately has been on the wrong side of good. My brother has gotten this a few times and has always recovered completely in a couple of days. Hang in there.

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  8. Geesh that sounds truly awful. I am sorry you are having these problems :( But good for you for taking the time that you needed.. Hope you feel better!

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  9. i have nothing nice to say about your friend's mom so i will say nothing.

    but i hope you feel better soon!!!!

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