Not sure if what I recently experienced has anything to do with fibro (although, I've been dx'ed with it 4 years ago) but aside from other symptoms, I was extremely dizzy for 4 days to the point where I just stayed in bed for two of those days. Just when I thought it was gone, I went to reach for something above my head and when I looked up, the room started spinning so I grabbed onto something as quick as I could when nearly fell over. My son--who is normally a loving, caring young man and has never criticized me--said, "Quit exaggerating, Mom". I was floored. Not only do I never exaggerate anything going on with me, I don't tell the half of it. I already know how it sounds to others--like I'm a hypochondriac--so I don't dare tell anyone what all I'm going through. I was very embarrassed and disappointed and all I could think is, if my own family doesn't believe me, I don't stand a chance with a doctor. No wonder I can't get any help from them. I feel like I've been sentenced to living in silence with this.