Holy spinny chair

Had another spinny chair ride yesterday but this time was on the super duper mega insanity crackomatic chair up in Oceanside that go both super fast and crazy super slow.  The hope is that if the regular chair isn't giving me permanent relief then maybe the MEGA chair would.  That's not to say I wasn't nervous getting strapped in, that thing is formidable.

Rob took some video so people could get a sense of what it's like, I know it's always hard to visualize.  First we did some diagnostic rolls with the goggles like we do on the regular chair down south.  Here's some photos...I'm holding a massager to my head in some shots as we're trying to dislodge my "sticky" crystals even more.  I mean, seriously, you just have to laugh with the insanity.

Here's the video of crazy insanity speed - I feel like the dudes from Spies Like Us.  "Want some coffe?"  (see 1:30 and I'm not really sure why the spanish subtitles...caliente!)

 

 Unfortunately this is sideways, but here was fast speed.  We did about a half hour of this insanity, and let me just say, I was about ready to confess to anything you'd want me to after that.  Even crap that I had nothing to do with...SURE, I was the 2nd gunman on the grassy knoll, I shot J.R., I stole Amelia in Bermuda (she looked awful in those shorts, I couldn't help myself, she needed a shopping trip), hell, I even made Atlantis disappear.

Then after fast, we did 5 super slow 360 rolls...here's just a snippet of how slow it goes...you don't even see a full rotation it's so boring and slow.  Hanging upside down is really hard - it's kind of symbolic, when you think about it.  I can either tense up all my muscle and "fight" the experience which does me no good, or I can just relax and go along with it and just ride it out.  Hmmmm.  The Dali Lama would be so proud :)

 

Fingers crossed all this works.  All I know is I felt extra horrible, dizzy and headachy when Rob drove me home yesterday and I'm hoping that's all for something.  Today still feels awful but I'm still hopeful, I have to be.  Here's something I'm learning about myself - I'm a freakin' fighter damnit.  This is f'ing tough and I'm digging deep with everything I can, and I realize when I'm being flung all over the place and the doctors keep asking if I'm "up" for another chair rotation, that I'm made of some tough stuff.  I'm proud to say that.  Now, it'll be even better to look BACK on all of this with pride and see that I made it through, but for now, that's enough.  

Tiara of hope out.