I'm feeling a little worried. The vertigo is starting to come back in little feints - creeping into the corners while I'm sitting in my son's room, pulling at me when my eyes move. I think I'm unwell.

When I see my neurologist on Thursday, I'm going to be freshly showered and well fed, because I have no idea if I'll come home or just stroll over to the ER again. Depends on what he says, obviously. I'm going to ask about that last MRI, my numbers in general, how I can tell if my IIH is flaring up, etc. I'm going to go over the hospital notes very carefully. I hate all of this. Bah!