In which she is not cured as much as she thought she was

[zeborah]

Still sleeping lots. Yay for sleep! Less yay for Monday mornings, but I guess that's a small price to pay for weekends.

Staying away from buses and sudden movements during the weekend didn't help as much as I'd hoped. The vertigo might be fading though. Yesterday it was sort of like the whole world was vibrating slightly in my peripheral vision. Today it's only the inside of my skull that's vibrating, so that's a significant reduction in scope.

OTOH it's really quite disconcerting to have the inside of one's skull vibrating, and it's even more distracting when the kinds of occasions that trigger the vibrating can best be described in the earworm-inspiring phrase "every step I take, every move I make". Seriously, I've never before realised just how jarring it is to move all one's weight from one foot to the other. Or to turn one's head. The human body has some amazingly cunning adaptive technology built in, people!

If only it wouldn't break down so often. So Wednesday morning I'm probably heading to my favourite repair shop to see if they can issue me with a new gyroscope, or at least a new earworm.

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[green-knight.livejournal.com]

When you say 'repair shop' I am, unfortunately, picking the guy who looks at the car engine, takes out a small hammer, gives a tap, and asks two hundred dollars for it. The owner is outraged - 'that was just a tap with a hammer.' He then gets the bill: 'tap: $5. Knowing where to tap: $195'

I hope you're not meeting an applied phrenologist ;-)

[zeborah]

Hey, if it works...

I'm actually expecting them to be the guys who peer into every nook and cranny, can't reproduce the glitch, and shrug and walk away.

Buzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. Except without the noise. Gah. It's not a *problem*. I'm just bored of it now.