The Weird Stuff

It feels like I’m hanging upside down. I’m sitting in the chair, everything is normal. Slowly I begin to feel it change. It feels like there is a seatbelt holding me in the chair, and then all of a sudden I’m upside down. Just hanging there. My head feels heavy, and like it’s falling forward, though it isn’t. I know I’m not inverted, and I know it sounds crazy, but I have no better description. Eventually, the sensation dissipates, and all goes back to normal – seatbelt off, right side up.
It usually happens when I’m using my computer. My fingers begin to feel heavy. As the heaviness increases, so does the stiffness. It becomes difficult to move my fingers. They don’t want to cooperate. It’s as if there is a disconnect between my brain and my hands. Typing becomes quite difficult. I have Wreck It Ralph hands. Big. Bulky. Clumsy. No thanks. You can keep your hands, Ralph.
My face feels weird. All I can think of is a seal’s face. Or better yet, one of The Who’s from Whooville. Their faces. The area around the mouth and up to just beneath the nose is puffed up. It’s like a snout or something. That’s how my face feels. It’s hanging out, farther than normal. It’s heavy.
Sometimes my eyes see things that defy logic. The ceiling moves. The mud is sliding. I mean, it isn’t. But it is. My eyes say yes. My mind says no.
Then, of course, there is the dizziness, and the loss of balance. Those have become staples. Then there are all the bugs I see, and the things lurking on the sidelines. And not so new, is the difficulty of driving. The cars come at me from all sides. My car aims for the edge of the bridges, trying to take us overboard.
These are all just weird things I experience on the regular.

About Beautifully Polarized

Life is ever changing. God is working in me more everyday. He has blessed me with a husband who is my best friend in every aspect of life, and three children who teach me about life and love everyday. He has blessed me further with friends who help me get through the rough days, and laugh with me on the good days. And, I believe He gave me the best mom a girl could ask for. He has also given me trials so that I can grow into the person He intended me to be. Walking with Him makes life in this world bearable.

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