If I were anything other than independently unemployed, I would have been forced to call in sick today. Extreme vertigo. The kind that physically slammed me to the bed, twice, when attempting to rise. Unpleasant. Not even a close descriptor. Try scary. Precursor to a stroke. Histrionic thought. Perhaps. Dizzy.
Hello, world? I’m sad to inform you that I will be unable to participate in my life today as I am horribly ill. Dizzy to the point of nauseous. I hope I get well soon. Please do not replace me quite yet, okay?