Then I got out of bed.
The dizziness and nausea started before I'd made it downstairs. By the time we left, my plan had shifted from 'work my butt off all day' to 'go in, write orders, come home'.
I wasn't exactly sure how to explain this to my boss. You see, the ad we're into now--the "FreshCo Frenzy" birthday ad--is quite possibly the most strenuous flyer I've ever seen, and there was about three tons of work to do to set up.
I started to write one order. The world was spinning; I had to stop several times and wait for it to stabilize. Then I went upstairs and apparently fell out of a chair.
I don't really remember being in the chair and I certainly don't recall falling out of it. I think I remember giving my wife's phone number; in any event, she came and collected me (with help from some co-workers, without whom I could never have got back downstairs).
The doctor diagnosed 'labrynthitis' and put me on a pill to blunt (but not entirely remove) the vertigo. That's about right: if I move too quickly, my head and feet threaten to switch places.
This is not something I have ever experienced before and I never want to again. I'm supposed to be feeling better sometime next week. I sure hope that's right.
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