That is: yesterday I got my steady time as usual, and instead of stopping in the 3-6 hour range, it continued for 17 hours straight. Seventeen hours without vertigo! That's the longest stretch I've had in two years. I got a full night's sleep without dreaming of space stations malfunctioning or carnival rides malfunctioning or anything, anything at all malfunctioning.
It ended this morning, about an hour ago--I am dizzy, vertiginous, unbalanced again. And I have to admit that even after all this time there was a part of me that thought, "Maybe I'm just done now. Maybe I don't have to deal with this stuff any more," and was disappointed when that proved not to be the case.
But 17 hours. This is what we call progress. Maybe. We hope. Otherwise it's what we call a really nice fluke. But we're hoping it's what we call progress.