I spent such a large portion of my life battling suicidal ideation.
Now that that’s … basically just inexplicably gone!… my body breaks down.
Is that irony?
I have to schedule an appointment with a neuro-opthamologist and hopefully see them next month. Meanwhile, I have to schedule a head/brain MRI.
I was told of an anonymous patient who had such issues driving that she now has to take a taxi to work. His description of her symptoms while driving was so similar to what was happening to me in 2014 when dizziness in the car really began to take a toll on me and now I can barely drive anywhere except five minutes tops to my therapist…on a good day, and before this intense dizziness began.
While it’s not good, it’s sort of…comforting?…to know someone else experienced the same thing with the car and that it’s not just me and not “just” anxiety (so take that, shrinks), if she’s still taking a taxi to work…that doesn’t really bode well.