One day I was doing this when the dizziness did not quickly pass. In fact, I felt very sick in my stomach. All I could do was go inside and lie down. It took a long time for the nausea and dizziness to pass. And I was never again able to play that game. I became hypersensitive to dizziness. It takes very little to make me dizzy and dizziness makes me feel very ill indeed. Even watching someone else going in circles makes me dizzy. I've learned to look away from movie or television scenes that involve a lot of rapid, dizzying movement. I don't watch when children start running around in circles.When we played games that involved a blindfold and turning around in circles to disorient the person who was It, all it took for me was two or three turns. I didn't stop playing games like Blind Man's Bluff (or is it Buff--I've never known--we called it Bluff.), Pin the Tail on the Donkey, or Statues, I just was more careful about how many times I was turned when I was It. I am no fun at all at a carnival. The Merry-Go-Round is OK, but that's about it! I'll definitely never get on a Tilt-A-Whirl again.
Unfortunately, the Dizzy-Sicks, as I call it, is not brought on only by whirling around. As my allergy-proneness increased as I grew older, I learned that sinus pressure also disturbed my equilibrium. Sometimes all it takes is a turn of my head and a wave of dizziness, with the resulting nausea overwhelms me. Sitting still and not moving my head much is the treatment, which is sometimes very inconvenient.
Now, lest you think I am just complaining, there is a connection between the two things in the title of this blog. (In church Sunday the sermon was from the second chapter of Philippians, where Paul teaches not to be a complainer. So...I'm just reporting, not complaining!)
Yesterday I decided to give myself a perm. I hate the process, but my hair was driving me nuts and I thought that giving it some curl would make it easier to manage when we go vacationing to Yellowstone Park next week. I lined up my granddaughter to help when it came to the application of the waving solution step.
However, I had forgotten to take my allergy medicine the night before. My sinuses were doing their thing. And the turning of my head this way and that way to get the various solutions applied, and the bending over the sink turning my head this way and that way for the rinsing steps, was just too much. The Dizzy-Sicks attacked. And I could not go sit down and hold still--the process was not finished and it would be disastrous to stop until all was finished! So I was feeling extremely sick, but we got it done.
And I made a decision. A bit hastily perhaps. I may regret it later. But I threw away all my perm rods. I decided that if I ever have another perm I'll pay someone to do it, even if it hurts my thrifty soul to do so. (And even though the pros tend to way over cook my hair--the last perm I paid for absolutely fried my hair and took most of a year to get all grown out and cut off.) Again--not complaining, just commenting!
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