Back in the Swirl

On November 4Th 2007 I Visited With My Best Friend To Celebrate My Birthday. It Was A Typical Warm Afternoon In Florida. I Was Surprisingly Complimented With A Delectable Meal Accompanied By Miami Staple Drink Mojitos. I Sat In The Backyard Terrace Oblivious To All Cares Of This World Amid Good Company And Laughter When Suddenly I Felt A Lurch In My Stomach Followed By A Piercing Sound And The Most Uncomfortable Fullness Sensation In My Ears. The Nausea Wave Followed Suit And In Seconds My Celebratory Meal And Drinks Were Inevitably Expelled In A Projectile Vomiting Episode. The Deja-Vu Feeling Was Overwhelming. My Relatives And Friends' Faces Danced In A Sort Of A Burlesque Fashion Around Me. I Was Spinning Violently Yet My Body Rested Motionless In My Chair. The Terrace Did Not Stop Gyrating And Neither Did The Faces Who Danced In An Uncontrollable Kaleidoscope Fashion. As I Lay Powerless And Terrified I Realized That I Was Back In The Swirl . . . Of Meniere!