My dad is home. They checked him out from head to toe and back, and kept asking him how old he is because he seemed so much younger. Arteries clean as a whistle. A brain that works like it should.
But the inner ear! That tiny little space in there. Evidently, some deposits/calcifications came loose and caused the vertigo and thus the nausea.
Whew. Big sigh and breath of relief.
I get to talk to him tomorrow, to get the story directly from him.
Meanwhile, I need to tend to my Crafty Girl who is in bed right here, right now, with suspected strep throat. Going to get the test in the morning...
Thank you all for being there. It definitely helps.
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You've had an earthquake-type day: it shakes you up, you were rattled, and then you rolled with the punches while all this was going on. Glad to hear he's okay!
I'm so glad your dad is all right. Now to take care of the rest of the family.
Oh! so glad to hear your Dad is well - yippee!
From your "Needle Sister"
(You may feel free to use the term, I pass the rights on to you!)
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