Some weekends are good, some are not. This one doesn't rank particularly high on the list.
This Saturday I was at a party at a friends place, I was feeling fine, and things were good. However, suddenly while I was standing up and talking to some people I got very very dizzy. I had trouble standing up and almost fell down while trying to get to a chair. I was sweating badly and had nausea.
My friends dad drove me to my parents place which was nearby, where my dad (who is a doctor) gave me the diagnose Benign Positional Vertigo. I don't see whats benign about it, I had to lie still the rest of the weekend and could hardly even walk without support.
I'm a little better now, but I still have trouble walking, and I get very dizzy when I move my head. I've gotten better at keeping my head very still, so I can cope with it a bit better. Hopefully it'll just go away eventually.
Experiencing something like this suddenly happening when you were feeling fine is pretty scary. It makes you think about the fragility and complexity of the human body, and how suddenly things can go bad.