The Dizz Kid

Nobody cares but I haven't posted because, well, I have no reason unless you count inherent laziness and just a general malaise associated with getting old. On one hand I don't feel old. I'm in above-average shape for a middle-aged guy but this recent affliction I've picked up has me wallowing in depression as I fight the debilitating symptoms. It's not life-threatening. It's a mere every-second-of-the-day fear that the vertigo will make the room spin again and knock me out for a day or so. And, oh yes, the constant buzzing in my ears and the unnerving panic as streams of dizziness float in and out like a wave with the potential of a serious undertow. The Docs say there's no cure. They need to skip Wednesday golf and work a little harder. Hey, at least I wrote something today. All right.