A little under the weather

I have been a poorly bunny for the last few days. Poorly with room-spinning, loss of blance and nausea. It's not been fun as any abrupt movement brings on another attack and I'm reduced to a quivering wreck in the floor or, as I found myself yesterday morning, hanging for dear life onto the shower door to stop myself falling over. Some Googling this evening has led me to believe it's Vertigo.

I suppose I should go and see my GP but I'll see how it is in the morning. Isn't that just so British?