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This is it folks: the one-year anniversary of my new life as a part of the chronically dizzy community. A year ago at this moment, I was undergoing my first and only true vertigo attack. Perhaps by 2:00 p.m. (the … Continue reading →

Is your brain a hottie or a nottie? Unlike most people, I have the answer to this vexing question.  I returned triumphantly this week to vestibular therapy. I'm in a whole different place now than I was when I left … Continue reading →

I spent half the day at the Cleveland Clinic yesterday, getting poked and prodded and twisted and pulled. This is all part of my on-going research as to what the hell has happened to me in the last year and … Continue reading →

Isaac's still fleshing out the details, but looks like Santa will have some serious work to do this year. Isaac intends to ask him for the powers of a given super hero, to be determined. I pointed out that this … Continue reading →

I started the double Cymbalta on Saturday (from 20 to 40). I expected that it would make me groggy at first, and indeed I spent all day Saturday flat out in bed. I slept, and hazily watched things on the … Continue reading →

Isaac has become a real reader lately. Just the other day he called up his friend Jens, and worked on his important DNA research on the phone, a continuation of their schoolwork. He read the page (which I found for … Continue reading →

Here in opposite world I'm barred from exercising and force-fed salt. It's pretty weird. I was driving along the other day and they had this radio program about how to get salt out of your diet. People were going to … Continue reading →

Okay, almost a month into my new life as a Cymbalta user, I'm on the right track, but my experience has been thus far marred by illness. After I made the switch from bedtime to morning pill-swallowing, I sort of … Continue reading →

Okay, my new life as a daily prescription drug user is … up and down. Not settled in yet, and still tinkering. Overall I LOVE Cymbalta. It has created a sea change here that I can only hope will continue … Continue reading →

I don't feel at all like Jimmy Buffet. I am not living in Margaritaville, as promised. Actually I feel more like David Byrne. Less pothead, more speed freak. But even that exaggerates it. I'm honestly feeling… okay. I started on … Continue reading →