So a few days ago I go to the gym feeling less than optimal like I have lately. Tired and fatigued and barely able to complete workouts that I should breeze through. It's been this way since about the time my son got hospitalized. I thought at first it was just a lack of sleep and a quality diet. And maybe I had hit the end of my progression early. I was very wrong. So the last bench workout I am so worn out I can't finish the 5th set of 5. I lose it on rep #4, have to rest a few minutes and come back to finish #4 and 5. Then I move onto the military press and finish my 5x5 with good form but it took a lot out of me to the point I could barely walk a straight line to the car. I go home, shower, and sleep into the evening. Get up, feel a little dizzy, eat a good meal, feel slightly better, come home and lye down and here comes the room spinning...... I go to bed thinking it's just fatigue and exhaustion. Skip ahead to Saturday and I have head rushes every time I sit up, stand up, lie down, or otherwise change position. Plus I feel less than stellar at all times and have a pretty good headache. Get some more sleep but didn't feel much like eating. So now it's Sunday morning and it's BAD!!! Here comes the true vertigo. I tell my wife something isn't right and after just a short while I tell her I have to go to the hospital because it's not getting better and I'm now convinced it's something in my head that won't go away. I was honestly scared to death I had popped something in my brain or had swelling or some such as it started right after I strained in the gym. All of the pain killers, sleep, and food on the planet aren't going to help me anymore. I even tried squatting deep and drinking a gallon of milk. That made me feel worse. I know, I was just as shocked as you are. Hospital takes me in like every other chump coming in because they've got a cold and no insurance and can't go to a doctor. (For the record, I DO have insurance). They get me back, tell them my symptoms and things go in a code red direction fast. I fail the Horizontal Nystagmus Test the doctor gave me, which is not good.(hey ****er, that's my job) . EKG, blood work, IV with a hundred different drugs, x-rayss, and a CaT scan. And the results are....... My heart is in great condition. In fact the doc asked what type of athlete I am because of my low resting heart rate even when under stress. Great cholesterol, great blood pressure except when I was actively having a dizzy spell and/or vertigo, and my blood work looked good. I am healthy as a horse ............ ..... except for the little.... er.... uh..... massive infection that I didn't take care of in my bronchial cavity a few weeks ago that I picked up when my son was hospitalized, and has now infected my ear, nose, and throat cavities, giving me one hell of an inner-ear/equilibrium problem. It's also still in my chest making my chest heavy and slight shortness of breath as well as mucus discharge. Basically if I had made time to get to a doctor and gotten antibiotics and steroids for my chest infection, I'd be fine today. I didn't have any free time for the doctor lately, but I admittedly didn't try to make any. I will be feeling pretty crummy for a few days and I won't workout for at least 4 or 5 days, but I will get better. *sigh* My powerrack just got here and i was going to set it up and start my first week of 5-3-1 tomorrow. Not anymore. Lessons learned: Take the time to get to a medical professional. Taking care of a small problem today will prevent bigger problems tomorrow. Don't be too proud to go to the hospital when the doctors aren't open. I did this for 2 days when I should've known better. If I had waited I may not have been able to function well enough tomorrow to do anything about it without EMS, if my regression was any sign. Steroids rock!!!! It's that simple. Especially when given through an IV in the left arm directly below and inline of the heart. Not for performance reasons, just for overall health reasons. Diazepam also rocks for the same reason as above. Especially when your head hurts too much to sleep. Amoxicillin rocks because it's going to kill what ails me.