Saturday, February 06, 2021
So this morning I woke up earlier than usual, and got out of bed. It was still dark, and I didn't turn the light on. I do know the way from the bed to the door. I hadn't taken more than a few steps when something happened to me. I don't remember exactly how it happened, only that I suddenly lost my balance and realized that I was about to fall. Somehow I wasn't able to regain my balance, or stop myself from falling. I fell pretty hard, and landed on the floor. I had scratched my arm and leg in the process.
I sat there on the floor, confused and hurting, and realized that the room was swimming around me. Then I knew that something was seriously wrong with me. I was afraid that I wasn't going to be able to get up and walk. I was terrified. I called my dd, who didn't reply. Since the door to my room was closed, that wasn't surprising, but I was afraid I would need her help to get up.
After a few moments, I did drag myself up, and, holding on to furniture as I went, I made it out of the room and into the hallway. Then I called her again. She said she had heard the thud as I fell, but didn't think it was anything serious. I thought I had better go back to bed. Of course I couldn't go back to sleep for worrying - about getting to work, about whether I was going to be able to work, about whether I would be able to drive, etc., etc. I texted my ds, who called me, and asked if he needed to take off work to take me to the doctor or ER. I said not at the moment.
I of course called my doctor's office right away - no appointments available today at all (no surprise there; there never are). There was one available Monday, which I took. Then, thinking of course of cancer, which I am at super high risk for, I decided I should probably get the whole-body MRI I got a referral for last August. So I made some other phone calls about that.
After about an hour, the room was no longer swimming around when I opened my eyes, so I got up and got dressed. Ds told me viral illnesses can cause vertigo, and asked if I had any other symptoms. I didn't. Another possibility is a stroke. Lovely - I hope it's not that. Unlike cancer, I am at very low risk for a stroke, however.
The rest of the day was just ordinary. I went to work, worked, did some errands, came home, changed clothes, picked up my daughter, and took her to a pot luck evening with some friends. I feel just fine now. But something certainly went wrong this morning. I will see what the doctor says on Monday, and hope it's not anything serious. And the MRI scheduler is going to call me to give me a date for the MRI.
It was so frightening to think of not being able to walk, work, drive, function. And I realized that, if something incapacitating does happen to me, now or later, it will all fall on ds to help and take care of me, because dd doesn't drive. Those are not pleasant thoughts. I don't want to do that to him - or to her, for that matter.