Back in 2013 I was fortunate enough to be toured as a debut author for the release of Not A Drop to Drink. I had the amazing experience of being on the Fall Dark Days tour with some lovely ladies – Rae Carson, Madeleine Roux, Sherry Thomas and Michelle Gagnon. We had a great time… and we flew a lot. Columbus to Vegas, Vegas to Denver, Denver to Houston, Houston to Austin, Austin to Dallas, and Dallas to Columbus… in four days. Yep. Six flights in four days, and for the first two I had a head cold that had dug in like virus claim jumpers on the high-profile real estate of my sinus cavities. Denver took care of the head cold, but all the flights left a little something to remember them by…
… a free floating calcium crystal in my ear canal.
I started feeling slightly dizzy on and off during the tour, but I thought nothing of it. I chalked up the continued dizzy spells to exhaustion and collapsed for the weekend once I returned home. Two weeks later I still wouldn’t have passed a State Trooper line-walking test even if I was dead sober. While trying to operate an apple-picker I ended up on my ass. Because I’m a worst-case-scenario kind of girl, I went with the logical assumption that I had a brain tumor and was about to die.
Ironically, every other time I’ve consulted WebMD it’s informed me that I probably have a brain tumor, yet when I went to it with brain-tumory symptoms it let me know that there were floating crystals in my head.
Also called vertigo.
Little calcium growths in your otolith organs (don’t try to get in there and clean them out with a Q-Tip, we’re talking way in there) can get knocked loose and fall even further into the murky depths of your head to your semicircular canal where it plops into the liquid that helps you keep your balance. It’s kind like a level inside your head – except it isn’t working.
Your doctor can perform the Epley maneuver, a series of movements designed to get that little calcium crystal out of your head-level-liquid and back into the inner ear where it belongs. Back in 2013 I gave this a shot – multiple shots – and very much felt like a piggy bank with one last penny rattling inside of it.
It’s 2018, and I’m still not over the fact that there are crystals in our skulls that let us walk.
I’m also not over being scared to go upside down.
Vertigo really, really messes you up. There’s the obvious dizziness, but it can also leave you feeling dull and listless, which for me was equally as bad.
I haven’t had a vertigo spell in a long time, and this weekend I screwed up my courage and did something that was probably stupid, but I decided it was time to check in with my brain-level.
So I did a wall walk.
I try to get to the gym three times a week. Once for yoga, once for circuit, and once for cross fit. That might make me sound like a bad ass, but the truth is that I’ve never even attempted a wall walk.
This weekend, I did it.
So now I’m thinking about all the other things I haven’t done because I think I can’t…
… and I started working on an adult novel.