At around 9 am, the spinning stopped and I could get out of bed and go about my day, feeling only slightly dizzy and out of it. My doctor is on vacation, but her substitute promptly returned me call. "Benign positional vertigo," she said. "Do you have a cold or virus? Did you hit your head? Sometimes it just happens for no reason. It should go away on its own, but if it doesn't, you should be seen."
I went to bed with a little trepidation last night, hoping I wouldn't wake up on the Tilt-a-Whirl again. At around 9 am today, as I was luxuriously turning my head from side to side in blessed relief —the room began spinning again. I sat up straight; it stopped. I feel a little dizzier today, but not too bad. Sort of like I've had a stiff drink.
The vertigo starts if I turn my head too much, look toward the ceiling, or tilt my head back. I'm going to see my doctor on Monday, and in the meantime, Dramamine is supposed to help. I will definitely not be seeing the latest Harry Potter movie at the IMAX this weekend. Who knew that suddenly your whole world could be transformed into an amusement-park ride?