It will be eight years this year that my life was spun in a thousand different directions. What I now understand was an acute unilateral hypofunction of my right vestibular nerve led me to the ER after two days spent lying flat on my back staring at my non-stop-spinning studio apartment ceiling in NYC. I thought until then that I was really doing everything right. I had a great job, I was living in the big city, had my own place and a great social life. I didn't feel limited in any way and nothing was stopping me. Until 4 am on an idle Tuesday in 2012. Waking up to the room completely spinning, I rolled out of bed in a complete panic: "I just need to stand up", I thought. I just need to fix my eyes on something, "why is everything spinning?"