| Twenty years ago, I would have been the first one out there and dancing. But since vertigo has set in, I have become a big ol' wussy when it comes to heights.
The weird thing is that I will be fine, know that I am safe, and I can feel it start. I will begin to pant, my heart will race, my upper lip will sweat, and then the dizziness. And the whole time I will be telling myself "you're fine, you can't fall, this is safe" and none of it's working.
And the really crazy part of it is that I forget about the vertigo until it starts. I had to damn near crawl off of the Glen Canyon Bridge after I got myself to the middle before it hit. And the last time we stayed at the Luxor in Vegas we had rooms in the pyramid and walking the hallways that open into the center had me creeping/clinging along the wall and doorfronts Thank God nobody opened their door to find me plastered to it.
So I guess to sum up, Nope not me.
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