Today.

Today I woke up and was slammed with mad dizziness.

It sucked.

I called my Mom.

She's awesome and came to help out with the boys so Jamie could go to work and not have to stay home.

I lay in bed for the larger portion of the day. Read. Slept. Ate lying down. (Which is surprisingly difficult to do.)

It was frustrating, really. I wanted to get on my intense running regiment for the last 4 weeks before I run my 10k. And I actually felt fine as long as I was lying down. The minute I sat up, stood up or walked anywhere I felt ridiculously dizzy and then the nausea would start.

So yeah. It sucked.

So I got in to see my doctor this afternoon.

I'm not pregnant (in case you were wondering).

I don't have a virus (apparently).

We don't really know what this is (because this is the third time this has happened to me in the last 6ish months). But I got some wicked drugs to help keep the dizziness at bay so I can at least function should it happen again (I'm at probably 85% right now).

So not much was accomplished - at least tangibly.

But my boys were loved on. We all got to eat and laugh and love.

So...perhaps it was a good day.

(Can I say, "Screw you, vertigo!" ?)