Have you ever thought that a labyrinthitis crisis could be a blessing?

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For the last two years or so, maybe more, I’ve been in a very intense rhythm at work. About a month ago, I talked to my manager and asked her to check how I could get a non-paid leave from work for one week. I knew I needed to get some rest and I had no vacation days left until April, so I had no other choice.
However, before I could get any response from her, my body decided to do what was needed.
On January 28th (a Friday), I woke up to the world spinning like crazy around me. I’ve had a few crisis like this before, so I knew what it was: labyrinthitis. The last time it happened, about 8 years ago, my doctor had prescribed a medicine that I could take if I felt dizzy, so I did my best to get to the medicine cabinet and take it.
I waited a couple of hours so the medicine could kick in and allow me to stand up and walk more securely. Then I called a taxi and went to a nearby hospital.