I've never been one for going on a cruise ship, but this last week I feel like I'm on one that won't let me off, last week I got out of bed and nearly fell overboard, apparently I've got what is known as Labyrinthitis
and it isn't fun. I don't recommend it.
After spending 4 days horizontal I can at least now get up but my movements are slowed down by the fact I can't turn my head or walk very quickly for fear of rocking the boat.
I'm taking some anti dizzy/nausea tablets that do seem to work a little bit at last, and I'm hoping and praying I feel a lot better next week as we are supposed to be walking the hills in The Lakes next week.
I guess if the worst happens I will just have to sit in a tea room all week very still eating cake with a straight head.
It's at times like these you take notice of the people whom you surround yourself on a daily basis. Sisters who cycle to your house in between jobs to make soup and ask if 'you need to go to the toilet while I'm here' and husbands that cook clean and generally fuss, and friends that check in on you bringing sensible gifts like ginger snap biscuits. These are the times I realise how lucky I am.
At the worst I couldn't even read, but now I can, which of course is a huge success for this reader, and now I can visit my other friends, my virtual ones who I've missed catching up with.