Dizzy spell leads to declutter

My office looks a lot different since I wrote my column a week ago. I can actually see the surface, which has been hidden for quite some time. Sometimes the piles of clutter got so high they threatened to come tumbling down. I have been promising I was going to clean it up, but I am usually gone so much, I never quite find the time.

Well, just when I was thinking of my hectic schedule for the next two months, my thoughts were forced to move in another direction. Why do we humans think that we are in control of everything in our lives?

When the first extreme dizzy event happened, last week Tuesday, I knew I was not in control, and since I was standing, I had to drape myself over a piece of furniture, so I wouldn’t fall to the floor. It lasted less than a minute, probably only like 30 seconds, but it was scary, and it took a couple hours before I felt more like myself.

The next day I went to Shawano, exercised, shopped, had what I considered an active and productive day. I felt great when I sat down at the computer to check for messages, yesterday’s event was all but forgotten.

Then, it struck again, stronger than before, and even though I was seated, I bent my head down to the desk until it passed, again, in less than a minute. Now I took it seriously. Now I knew I better call someone who knows more than I do. The nurse told me to go to the emergency room.

I did wait until my son got back from work, and off we went. After a few tests and pokes, the verdict was fluid in the ear, so an inner ear problem. I was relieved by that, but then she said: “You can’t drive.”

Since that time, I have had no severe symptoms, at times I am lightheaded, but I am also diabetic, following a stricter diet, so at times my blood sugar is too low, same symptom, treated by carbohydrate in some form. We are also looking into other possible causes.

Meanwhile, I am home a lot, thereby, my desk being decluttered. The whole room still has a way to go yet. Most of what was on the desk was recycled or discarded. But there were some things I wasn’t ready to part with, so now I have to clean out the file cabinet drawers to find storage for these items.

One precious thing I found was a picture of me as a child. I’d guess I was 5 years old, I am dressed in a dark velvet dress, with white lace edging the collar, and a cross necklace. It looks like it was taken in a studio. The original was a 5-by-7, but a few years ago I had it restored into an 8-by-10. I had forgotten its existence until I saw it in a large brown envelope. Pictures are something that I have no short supply of, but this one is priceless.

All of this has caused me to think, and made me realize once again, that everything in my life is dependent on God. One of my favorite Bible verses is Acts 17:28a “For ‘in him we live and move and have our being.’”

Right now, I am trying to live that verse, relying only on him to help me through each day, and not project too much into the future. One day at a time is a good way to live.