In September of 2017 I had my first experience. Every Friday a few of my friends and I would meet downtown to do what we liked to call "Yin and Vin". We would take a yin yoga class being taught by one of our friends and then we would all go down the street to an urban winery and tip back a few glasses. Yin yoga class is that class where you lay in one position for a really long time and focus on your breath and it is supposed to relax you. i had always found it very relaxing and peaceful. On this night after taking the class we made our way over to the winery and posted up outside in a circle of some Adirondack chairs. I sat on the edge of the seat so i could hear the chatter of whatever my girls were discussing while i waited for the server to come take our order. Suddenly and without warning i got the sensation that i was falling, straight down, into the ground. It felt as if the entire world fell out from under me like it was one of those dropping elevator rides at the amusement park. i grabbed the arms of my friends and screamed as it was the most terrifying moment of my life. My friends ran to my side and everyone on this patio turned to stare at the freak who just acted as if she was dying. immediately my mind began swirling with medical diagnoses for myself. oh no i must be having a seizure like my sister did out of the blue one day in the middle of interviewing a potential new nurse at the hospital she works for. (i'll get back to this later). I felt very groggy and odd and the entire world seemed to be slightly moving around me and i was also extremely anxious and petrified. I tried to convince myself i was just tired, or having low blood sugar so i got some food from the food truck and ate which did make me feel a bit better. As we rode back up north to the burbs i continued to feel "off". I went home and relayed my story to my husband who expressed that i was fine and not to worry. I went to bed hoping this would be a passing situation that i could tell people about but never have to worry about again. unfortunately the next year of my life would be ruled by the events that started that night. This blog is my stream of consciousness ability to tell my story of how I survived a year of vertigo, danced to stay sane, and decided to be dizzy but do things anyway. This is the story of how this has changed my life in so many ways and what i've learned. i hope this can help others. I'll also include some of my favorite recipes, exercises, and home remedies that have helped me in my journey and continue to do so.
The Dizzy Dancer
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