Not a lotta Update

So, still no progress on my symptoms (incidentally, I can't WAIT for the day to get on here and scream HALLELUIAH!  I"M ALL BETTER!!!!!) and had my follow up doctor's appointment yesterday.  A few interesting/hopeful tidbits from the visit.

• Because my symptoms worsened after the last chair ride and never improved, my doc is thinking that perhaps my crystals AREN'T out of the left posterior inner ear canal as they first thought because I should have felt better after a few days.  Instead, they're thinking that my symptoms are worse because the crystals may be out in the opposite plane which is apparently, the right anterior.  To test this theory out they put me through several right anterior 360 spins.  Guess I'm supposed to feel worse for a few days as crystals fall back into place but if it worked then I should be feeling better in a few.....fingers crossed!  
• In the meantime, I'm supposed to stop my vestibular rehab exercises every day at the gym so we can give my brain a rest.  Was kinda nice to have a break from my little buddy the dot today, I'm not going to lie.  
• My doc thinks that there's probably two things happening at this point from the virus - still the positional vertigo with the crystals but also most likely some permanent nerve damage from the virus.  While that is certainly horrible to hear, it makes sense why I'm still feeling so awful after 9 weeks.  The good news is, if it is permanent damage, then we will explore the Physical Therapist route and thankfully, there are PT's who specialize in vertigo rehab and there's a great one really close to our house.
• We won't likely know what the impact is of the nerve damage until we finally get the crystals back into place...and there's still a chance I'll feel 100% better after the crystals get into place - um, yes please.  I vote THAT.
• MD had to extend my time off work considering I still can't safely drive, can't think clearly, can't look down without falling down, etc.  I'm doing my best to remain hopeful but this has been so incredibly hard.  Who knew this could have lasted this long?  
• Um, I think that's it for me.

On to the happy.  Rob moved the hummingbird feeder so it's out the window that I stare out of all day from my couch perch...so now I literally just sit and watch my little birdies dive bomb each other all day...it makes me so happy.  This little guy I've named Stevie Wonder because he sits there on the tip of the hook and, well..."Stevie Wonders" his neck all around (yah, it's a verb, I just made that happen), it's pretty hysterical.  For someone so cute he sure is a jerk though.  Doesn't he realize there's plenty o' juice to go around?  Cripes, dude.  Share much?

I think anyone who is sick or bummed needs a fluffy white little buddy and hummingbirds.  And a kick-ass hubby.  Done and done.