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Ok so I went to practice last night and everything seemed fine except I was a little more wobbly than I'd expected. No biggie, thinks I, and even when I got home and was standing at the fridge grabbing a drink then suddenly had to reach out and grab the fridge door to keep from falling over I didn't think much of it.

On the other hand when I sat up in bed and nearly took a header into the floor this morning I found it somewhat more troubling. Thinking I was just really tired I went back to bed for an hour, but weirdly as soon as I laid down the room started spinning again. That was decidedly weird and when it refused to pass I called into work and made a doctor's appointment. Well I've seen my GP and an Ear, Nose and throat expert who actually stuck a little vacuum cleaner in my ear (highly unpleasant), then had a throat culture done as I've had a mild sore throat and ear ache for several weeks. The doctor suspects I have something called Benign Positional Vertigo, basically this means that the little calcium carbonate crystals that usually reside in one part of your inner ear can get knocked out into one canal or another. You have to do this somewhat odd series of head movements to try to get it back into the right area and...you can't lay down flat for 48 hours. Yeah, that part kind of sucks. On the plus side this treatment is usually 80% effective unless you move your head the wrong way in which case you've got to start all over again, yay. When I asked the doc if she thought I'd be able to perform on Saturday she looked decidedly dubious. *sigh*

Now I'm dealing with the leftover vertigo, nausea and headache.

After getting home and feeding the cats I heard a knock at the door. There's this middle aged guy with a crew cut standing on my stairs and saying he delivers steak and seafood to some of the other houses and would I like to place an order. I reply that I'm a vegetarian hoping that will end our conversation. Sadly, that doesn't happen. No, he then says, "Well you're a vegetarian for health reasons, right?" to which I reply honestly, "No, I don't believe it's necessary to kill other creatures to feed myself." He then launches into a tirade about how most women who are into animal rights and saving the planet are also just fine with murder, baby murder. I start to back away from the door, my jaw literally hanging open. Dude you are not standing in my front yard lecturing me as a fundie right to lifer, seriously. But yes, he is, and then exclaims that he wishes a male murderer were released because men aren't allowed to murder but women are. At this point my thoughts are the following, "My patio door is open and this front door isn't locked, can I make it to the kitchen and grab a knife before he gets to me?"

Then I think, "Yeah I totally can, and this psycho asshole is not going to scare me in my own damn home." So when he then tries to say, "Well you can't be one of those women who believe murder is ok," I reply, again utterly honestly, "I'm pro choice, strongly pro choice." He of course insists it's "pro murder" and I shake my head knowing this isn't a conversation, and never will be because he's quite clearly insane so I politely ask him to leave and then make sure to lock the door behind me. However, I did want to post this here because if anyone should break into my home and murder me in the small hours of the morning I want to make sure my friends have a person of interest to point out to the police. I'm also going to talk to my neighbors and find out if any of them know him and ask the manager if we don't have some sort of no solicitation policy in the park. I've got no problem with people trying to make a living, but I take serious exception to being called "pro murder" because I have different beliefs. It pissed me off as much as being called "pro terrorist" after 9/11 because I thought our government was acting in stupid and utterly pointless ways in response to the tragedy.