The scariest vertigo attack I ever had came when I was nine months pregnant (and NOT gluten-free; this was before I found out about celiac disease), about a day or two before my due date. My husband and I were visiting friends, and we were all sitting around the table playing a card game when I suddenly fell over sideways into my husband's lap! I tried to sit up again, but I couldn't, so I decided to go over and lie down on the couch. Well, the shortest path between the two points was a straight line, but my attempt to walk it took me in a big clockwise circle. I lay down and dozed for a while and felt a bit better when I woke up, but--and this was the scariest part for me--after I woke up, I COULD NOT REMEMBER the past nine months of my pregnancy! It wasn't total amnesia; I wasn't surprised to look down and see my pregnant belly, for instance. But I no longer felt bonded with the baby AT ALL--I felt like in just a couple of days I would be permanently put in charge of some stranger's new baby that I didn't want and hadn't asked for! Yikes! Well, I decided that I would give myself time to recover before I panicked totally, but a couple of days later I still didn't feel attached to the baby. I called a very close friend to ask what on earth I could do about this crazy situation, and she suggested that I draw a picture of it. I thought this might be helpful, especially since I DON'T consider myself an artist, and I found myself drawing a self-portrait in profile. Then I drew the baby inside my belly, making it as realistic as possible. I put a lot of effort into the picture, and I'm glad I did, because I was probably in early labor even as I drew it! It helped a lot, and this story has a happy ending anyway: at 3:57 the next morning, after ONE HOUR and fifteen minutes of noticeable labor, my son arrived by surprise home delivery (right into his father's hands)! Talk about a bonding experience! It was wonderful, and if I had it to do over again, I wouldn't change a thing!
I'm sorry if my ramblings here were a bit irrelevant, but it helps to tell my story. It really was frightening while it was happening!