The amount of wine I’ve drunk to counteract the clockwise spin of everything is possibly responsible for the gentle anticlockwise motion I’m experiencing – a slight miscalculation
I am sitting in a plastic chair at my local surgery, watching the waiting room rock back and forth like the deck of a ferry. After 20 minutes, I am buzzed through a door. I walk down a long corridor, fending off the walls as I go, towards the GP’s office.
On hearing my symptoms, the doctor confirms that I’m suffering from labyrinthitis. He’s not surprised to hear I’ve had vertigo for a full week, and reckons I’ve got at least another week to go. But he says I’ll probably recover.
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