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https://www.amazon.com/Phyllis-P.-Colucci/e/B00VMU8B44
“VERTIGO”
This is one trip we take alone. You
do not need a plan; you do not need a reservation; you do not need to board a
plane, a ship, a bus, a train – or even a car. The itinerary is never clear.
You just wake up within the madness, quite unexpectedly. The spinning…spinning…spinning.
The nausea…nausea…nausea... it can last for minutes, hours, days and sometimes
weeks. It is a ride of a lifetime that you experience once, and hope it never
happens again; but it will happen again. You cannot get off this wild ride at
will. It feels as if you’ve been locked inside a washing machine on “spin”
cycle; or stuck on some crazy ride in an amusement park that just will not stop
to let you off. You are a prisoner to the world of “motion”. When it decides to
let you go, it will be on its own terms and not yours. So if the invitation is
offered to you, you must accept it. You can be rude and decline the invite; but
trust me, "it" will not allow you to make that choice. So make the
best of it and try to enjoy the ride...ugh!
Yes, you will be trapped within a
locked capsule that no one ever sees. No one can rescue you and you may never
escape. Just more spinning…spinning…spinning. More nausea…nausea…nausea! You
will never know what this contraption looks like, but you will know you are
locked away inside of it. It will twirl you into oblivion. You will certainly
feel it. The spinning…spinning…spinning. The nausea…nausea…nausea. The
dizziness will stifle your strut as you head for a sturdy chair, the couch - or
perhaps your bed. You will soon realize that lying down will not solve your
problem. There will be not one iota of relief. You will place your head against
the back of a hard wood chair for support, then to the soft cushions on your
couch, then to the fluffy pillows on your bed. Nothing will help. You will try
desperately to support your head with your hands as you sink into a bed pillow;
but it will all get worse. Even your eyes will hurt as your vision remains
unfocused. A decision needs to be made right now. Do you keep your eyes open,
or close them shut? It really doesn’t matter, because the spinning will not
stop either way. Indoors or outdoors, the uncontrolled motion is very much in
control of you. Even the room you are in will now become your enemy. You will
be spinning one way, and the room will be spinning the other way.
Faster…faster…faster! It will confine you to your misery. There will be nowhere
to go and nowhere to hide. There will be nowhere to run, even if you could –
but you can’t.
Oh no! I am so sorry! There it is
again…the spinning…spinning…spinning. The nausea…nausea…nausea. You want it to
stop, but unfortunately it will not. You must let it run its course. That’s
what everyone tells you, even your wise physician. You wonder if they have ever
experienced it, because that is the only way someone will understand. Telling
them about it falls on deaf ears. It is much bigger than your words can ever
explain. You can’t decide whether it is running faster than you, or you are
running faster than it. It is the worst ride you have ever been on. It is the
ride from hell. You can almost hear the devil’s laughter as he thoroughly
enjoys your misery. You want to vomit, you can’t walk straight, you have no
control. Your once balanced world is so unsteady that you feel as if you are in
a drunken stupor. You are intoxicated from the fumes of this unknown entity.
Its tentacles envelop you and squeeze you like a woman’s corset. You can hardly
breathe as you patiently await that one chance to escape. That one chance never
comes. This is one decision you have absolutely no say on. Yes, it must run its
course, and it will eventually release you when it feels it is okay to do so,
when it feels it is done with you…but it will be back. I can promise you that.
…and so it continues. The
spinning…spinning…spinning. The nausea…nausea…nausea. The room and the
furniture are spinning around you like a deadly EF5 tornado. Your head and
stomach are fighting hard to keep in sync; but they are never in sync, even if
you tell yourself they soon will be. The power of suggestion is weak here.
Means nothing. You must live with this unwelcome monster who will continue to
visit you time and time again and send your world into a vicious frenzy. The
next time it knocks at your door, reach for the “Meclizine” in your medicine
cabinet. Do you remember those? They are the only ammunition you have available
in your arsenal. Be sure you always have those small fighting soldiers on hand.
They will put this peril to a final rest – until the next time…but be prepared
for that next time, because those tiny little pills will serve as your private
army against “Vertigo”, where you will finally enjoy both Victory and Revenge.
