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“Yeah. Just off balance, but not dizzy. Trust me, it’s an improvement.”
She let him go into the bathroom and he did his business. When he opened the door he wasn’t surprised she was still standing there.
“Everything else okay?”
“Yeah,” he said. “My ribs are killing me more than anything else.”
“Do you want a pain pill?” she asked.
“Not right yet. They make me sleep. If I can get away with Motrin that is fine. I’ll save those pills for bed again.”
“Okay,” she said.
She stayed by his side while he went into the kitchen. He found he was hungry again but wanted to see what he was able to do on his own. “I’ve got it,” he said when she reached for the fridge. He had a few pills in his hands and he needed water.
“Sorry. I’m not sure what to do.”
“Nothing right now,” he said. “I need to see my limitations. This isn’t anything like I’ve had before.”
“I’ll have to take your word for it.”
“You do,” he said.
He made his way to the living room after peeling a banana. He noticed it was late afternoon again. It’d felt like he’d lost two days.
“You’re walking better,” she said. “Slowly but better.”
“Yeah,” he said.
“I read there are these moves you can do to like realign your center of gravity or something in your ear.”
“There are. I’ve done them all. They don’t help. And it’s not like I can do much of that bruised the way I am either.”
He knew his body and it just had to work its way out.
“I also read that sometimes vertigo can last hours. Other times weeks.”
“Don’t remind me,” he said. “I’ve had the weeks before. The hours too. It’s already getting better. I’m hoping by the time I go to bed tonight I’m good.”
“Could you be?” she asked.
“Yes,” he said. “It’s happened before. Starts and is gone in twenty-four hours or less.”
“Let’s hope this is one of those cases,” she said.
He hoped so. If there was a way to will it to happen, he was sure he was stubborn enough for it.
When he was finished with his banana, he reached for his phone that had been sitting on the counter. This would be a test too. Sometimes his eyes couldn’t focus on the small print, but he didn’t seem to be having a problem.
He wasn’t going to scroll through all his texts though and set it down.
“Your mother called me while you were sleeping,” she said.
“I figured. What did you tell her?”
“That you were sleeping,” she said.
“Did she ask anything else?” he asked.
