A place called Vertigo

Last Saturday night I woke up throughout the night with vertigo. When I got up, it went away, which made me happy because I didn’t have to run around at the last minute to find someone to preach for me. Nothing like a pastor keeling over in the pulpit. Every night since then, except for one, it’s come back. I’m being thoroughly checked out, although so far it appears to be a virus. Yesterday I had some during the day and took some Gravol to help. The only bad thing about Gravol is it makes you drowsy, which didn’t make me the best date for a lunch I had booked yesterday with Charlene. (Amazing lunch, by the way – part of Winterlicious.) Nothing major, but a bit of an annoyance. I’m not enjoying this song quite as much as I used to.