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September 24, 2025 VERTIGO again

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  Vertigo. Again. No matter how much progress I make or how disciplined I am, it still finds a way to knock me down and remind me that my body isn’t fully in my control. It’s not just dizziness—it’s a pain in the neck, literally and figuratively. I can do everything “right” and still end up feeling like I’m standing on shaky ground. 📊 Glucose This morning’s Libre 3 Plus readings stayed between  111–116 mg/dL . Smooth overnight curve, steady, no wild swings. By the numbers, this should be a solid day. But here’s the catch: reactive hypoglycemia doesn’t always play by the numbers, and even when glucose is steady, my nervous system can send my head into a spin. That disconnect is one of the most frustrating parts—it feels like my body is gaslighting me. 😴 Sleep Sleep was a mess. Out of  5 hours and 19 minutes in bed , I got just  3 hours and 52 minutes of real sleep . Only  56% efficiency , and it felt like I never fully rested. Too many awakenings, shallow cycle...

Vretigo hit hard last night. Daily Health Check-In — May 20, 2025

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 Today was a rest-and-recovery kind of day, prompted by a rough episode of vertigo that hit hard last night. I took all my regular medications, plus diazepam, which I reserve for days when vertigo makes normal functioning impossible. On these days, I can't work—not because I don't want to, but because I physically can’t. I lose pay, time, and momentum. And what’s worse: there’s no predictable pattern to it. Living with Neurological Vertigo My vertigo isn’t caused by otoliths or displaced ear crystals. This isn’t a textbook case of BPPV.  Mine is neurological , and after decades of testing and tracking—with my doctors digging into everything from blood sugar to weather shifts to hormone swings—we’ve never found a trigger. It comes and goes like a thief in the night, uninvited and unexplained. And it's  exhausting . The spinning, the nausea, the instability—it doesn’t just rob me of physical balance, it  steals time , productivity, and emotional bandwidth. Living with ...