

By JANIS BENNETT
In December 2012 I had come off a particularly stressful year, as well as the usual stuff – work deadlines, financial woes, and the ‘normal’ anxieties that come from our 21st century modern world, as a family we had had our fair share in years previous of significant life altering stresses that didn’t help our anxiety levels, nevertheless, that just all got pushed further away. I was approaching 40, married with a 6 year old who was about to start school.
I was working part time, going to the gym and I was like most people, perpetually busy like the hamster on a wheel. I did like my time at work though, the work regime appealed to me, and of course for a mum it’s an easy social outlet. Be that as it may, the shine was coming off it. I was burnt out and sick of the daily grind. I was all set for starting holidays for 7 weeks for the summer break. Trips to the beach, time with family and friends and most importantly no alarm to ring in the start of yet another ground hog day. I wasn’t listening to the quiet twinkling of the internal alarm bell that was ringing.
Things didn’t quite go to plan. I was fighting a niggling neck/shoulder mystery injury, a cold/flu that was lingering and I was feeling slightly dizzy at different times during the day. I put it down to having one too many pinot gris on more than one occasion over the Christmas festive season. I soldiered on as most of us do, too busy to be sick.
A few weeks went by and then came terrible neck/shoulder pain that I couldn’t shift no matter how many painkillers I took and add to that dizziness that was unsettling. I couldn’t safely drive nor could I stand for too long without the fear of falling over. I was needing to stay in bed for days to rest. It was like living on a boat with daily nausea, vomiting and disequilibrium, I was frightened. Something just wasn’t right. The internal alarm was sounding loud and clear now.
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Should look into babesia..........Vestibular migraine & PoTs are similar