I came home from Montana Monday evening, and for the next couple nights, icky dizziness swept over me whenever I moved my head in bed (but OK when upright). I went to the doc yesterday, and he said, "Vertigo. We have no idea why it happens to people, but that's what you're experiencing."
I think I might have brought it on by climbing up high in Makoshika State Park--heights make me dizzy--impersonating William Shatner. I don't know if you can clearly hear what I'm saying in this 23 second video, but I'm quoting Bill:
"Captain Kirk is climbing a mountain... to hug the mountain."
I suppose it couldn't really be this (could it?), but psychologically I felt like I was made ill from driving 1,200 miles round trip with someone who relentlessly, incessantly expressed cruelly critical opinions about everyone. It was really dreadful. I'm glad I didn't know how bad the driving part of the trip was going to be, or I wouldn't have gone. And then bink and I wouldn't have had such a blast for 48 hours, making our movie.
bink has already finished editing The Disinherited, I just have to add the music. Though that can be quite a lot of work, I'm looking forward to it, now my brain is not wobbling (much).
4 comments:
Ugh, vertigo. No fun. (Prolonged negativity in enclosed spaces, no fun either.) Video, fun! Can't wait for the finished flick.
P.S. Welcome back.
Thanks, Deanna!
I talked to a friend at lunch who said anxiety can be a factor in vertigo. I looked it up, and sure enough...
Also bacteria and viruses; mean-spiritedness feels like it could be a virus. Maybe it climbed in my ear.
Sorry you've been feeling unwell! The car ride sounds like an ordeal, and I imagine bink needs some hugs too.
Poor bink--and now this weekend she's going to see her ill dad in Missouri. Without even a moviemaking project for counterbalance. Eek.
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