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    your affliction, NonnyO? Kind of reminds me of some of the symptoms of Meunier's Disease. Hmm.

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      ... primarily because I didn't have this until menopause hit.  I don't actually have dizzy spells (altho I have a cousin who has vertigo problems).  It's only looking down from a height (in real life or on videos/movies) that gives me that zooming dizzy feeling that washes over me as fast as an adrenalin rush.  It's a very physical sensation and just takes a second or two to happen.  Explaining it or writing about it takes much longer.

      As a young girl, woman, no problems.  As a kid in grade school I imitated the circus performers on the trapeze bar and rings (no net, even!), and I actually did what they did (if my mother had seen that she would have been scared spitless and I'd have been grounded).  Driving in the mountains was no problem in my young adult years.  Heights were no problem.

      It was only after menopause hit that heights - more specifically, looking down from heights - became a problem.  On level ground, level floors, etc., not a problem.  It's only looking down from great heights (in person or via documentaries or movies) that I feel all those odd sensations, feel like I'm losing my balance, and have to hang on to something.

      Keep in mind, so far I've not fallen, and I even have stairs to go up and down to get to/from wherever because I'm in an upstairs apartment.  I hang on to the railing and brace myself against the wall on the other side now, however!  When I first moved here, there was no problem, and when I was a young woman I did two stairs at a time, up and down, in virtually all buildings that had stairs, and that in heels quite often (esp. at work).

      It felt odd to have this happen the first time.  I thought I went through menopause when I had a partial hysterectomy at age 27.  I still have the left ovary.  The right one had given me problems all the time, and the monthly cysts were painful, so I pretty much demanded it be taken out; the gynecologist asked if I wanted the uterus taken out at the same time or not (I'd also been through endometriosis by then - another painful problem, and by then I had figured out the b.c. pills had something to do with my migraines, too), so I said "Out; I don't want more children anyway."  Obviously, painlessly, my left ovary functioned nicely until I was in my late 40s, early 50s and then I got the hot flashes and night sweats, etc.

      I was past 50 when this odd problem started, more like 55 or so.  I do okay as long as I close my eyes for heights in videos or as long as I hang on to things at a height of any kind.  Like I said, level surfaces are no problem, and I don't have dizzy spells that come on unexpectedly.

      So, whether it's Ménière's Disease or something else, I don't know.  I associated it with menopause and aging because my mother had much the same thing.  The heights problem didn't affect her until after menopause either.

      If I remember, I'll bring it up at my next regular doctor's appointment..., altho I think I'll probably be too busy shocking him speechless.  At my last regular appointment I mentioned the county where I was born, he asked about a town, I told him I was born at the hospital there, and he mentioned a Scandinavian surname (his mother's birth name) and three uncles who lived there.  I didn't have any other info to go on because I didn't ask him if he wanted me to look up his genealogy and figured he'd think it was too odd, even though he's quite aware of my research on my own family.  Less than two hours after I got home, I had already found his birth, his parents names, his siblings and their births and spouses for some, grandparents, and Norwegian immigrant ancestor, including the immigrant's birth, confirmation, emigration info.  Then a couple of hours later I discovered the immigrant had gone back to Norway and brought his parents back to America, got the ship's passenger list from that voyage and it noted he was a naturalized American, and I know where they're all buried.  I had asked my doctor about his surname before because I keep seeing it in old New England records but I've no idea whether or not he's connected to the early New England people with the same name or not; I've not been working on that line yet.  He hadn't mentioned having Norwegian ancestry until this last visit, and, of course, that's the easiest to find, but I doubt he knew where in Norway they were from.  In any case, I plan to give him the data when I see him in a couple of months.


      I'm sick of attempts to steer this nation from principles evolved in The Age of Reason to hallucinations derived from illiterate herdsmen. ~ Crashing Vor

      by NonnyO on Thu Apr 25, 2013 at 01:13:27 AM PDT

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