When the World Turns

This morning I woke up with a terrible case of vertigo. After having a rough weekend battling pain from my fibromyalgia, I was hoping to start the week feeling better and ready to tackle my growing to-do list. But, alas, such was not the case.

Instead, I lay in bed trying to get my world to stop spinning. Every time I shifted my head even slightly, the room whirled around me like I was trapped on some cruel amusement park ride. Tess could sense something was wrong and snuggled up closely as if to reassure me with her steady presence.

"So, I guess it's just going to be one of those days!" I mumbled, closing my eyes against the dizziness.

Have you ever felt that way? Not necessarily dealing with vertigo, but with the sensation that your entire life is spinning out of control?