Sallyacious

« A Truly Good Man | Main | Unconscious Mutterings Week 270 »

April 05, 2008

Dizzy

Which is what I'm feeling right now. I've either got a bug that's affecting my inner ear or I'm just so tired that I can't function. I'm thinking it's the tired. I did try to sleep last night, but I kept waking up. I went to bed early and I even let myself sleep in, and yet I was still awake at about the same time as usual. Anyway, since I have a matinee at two, I'm really hoping that this feeling will go away if I just eat enough and take a shower. And that the focus that I have to bring to being onstage will mitigate the lightheadedness like it does headaches and nausea.

There have been two mornings in the past eight or nine days when I've awakened after a short night that followed a long, hard day and had bed spins. I'd wake up, roll over on my side and a minute later, the world was spinning like crazy. I think the fluid in my inner ear just took a minute to slosh back into place, which is what makes me think it might be a bug, because it settles down gradually, just like fluid splashing back and forth in a bowl. BUT. I have GOT to make it through the performance and photo call. (Which will be interesting, given how demolished my hair is by the end of the play vs. its pristine condition at the beginning and the fact that you can't get a brush through it due to the ratting and the hair product. It's not an easy fix, by any stretch of the imagination.) If eating doesn't clear it up, I'm not staying for the response. I can't. Not if I continue to feel like this. I'm not up for any awards or anything, and it's just silly to force myself to keep going if I don't need to.

I had to tell a director last night that I can't do his project. I feel awful about it, but given how tired I am now, I think I would be demanding trouble, not just asking for it, if I insisted on taking on another round of four or five weeks of rehearsals beginning tomorrow. I'm exhausted. And behind. Well, not really behind. I've got about fifteen more exams to grade and a set of major assignments in one class and three written assignments, plus a couple of major projects to grade in another class. Plus, of course, lesson plans. That's probably a week's worth of evenings, and in the meantime they'll be turning more stuff in. I need to get on top of this. And I want to start getting to the gym again, which I can't do if my spare time during the day is spent grading and my evenings are spent in rehearsal with more grading to follow. I just can't do it.

It sucks prodigiously that the thing I have to say no to is an acting gig, one with my husband, no less, but I've got to take care of myself or I will have to spend a long time recovering, and I really don't want/can't afford to do that.

Okay. The head's feeling a little better, more attached to my shoulders and closer to the ground now that I've eaten a bit of breakfast. Once my folks get here, I'll probably drag them out for more food before I have to get to the theatre to spend two hours on my hair and makeup. Seriously. My fight for the fight call lasts about 45 seconds. But I have to be at the theatre thirty minutes before everyone else to get my hair right. It's so worth it, though, given the "gorgeousness" of it once it's done. (And yes, those quotation marks are meant to be ironic. That's what they do. If I'd wanted to simply make the word stand out, I'd have used italics.)

Posted by sally at April 5, 2008 09:37 AM

Comments

Posted by: inlandempiregirl at April 5, 2008 05:17 PM

Posted by: Sallyacious at April 6, 2008 12:04 PM

©2006 - All content copyright Sally Eames-Harlan unless otherwise noted