It got about 50 percent better last week before all going to shit yesterday morning. I can’t walk without holding on to walls, can’t drive, can’t think straight (although that might be because my brain is too busy trying to keep me upright), and I keep breaking down in tears (sometimes over small stupid stuff – twice before work even started on Saturday). Last night I couldn’t stop crying after falling down and ended up having a panic attack.
I have tried repeated Epley manuvers, variations of the manuver, and nothing is working at all anymore. Remember that awful Super Mario Brothers movie? That’s how I feel. Like I’m devolving into a shambling wreck, but without all the special effects.
Back to the doctor on Monday.