Saturday, October 27, 2007

Lost Saturday


I've lost an entire day to a headache. I woke up this morning to a slight tightening around the eyes. No big deal. Got up and wandered to the shower and tried desperately to wash what was going to be a nasty nasty migraine away. Stepped out of the shower to realize in the space of 15 minutes the pain had traveled to the left side of my head. Fun. I walked downstairs, poured a bowl of cereal, popped a dangerous amount of Motrin, and then came back upstairs to crawl into bed. One of the best things i have found in graduating to a bigger bed (spent 24 years in a twin and now ive got a full) is the amount of random crap this bed will hold and still leave enough room for me to sleep comfortably sprawled. Like at the moment i have a glass of water, a bowl of cereal, a personal dvd player, 2 books, and a laptop computer. Plus my phone, 2 pairs of pants, a sweatshirt, a coat, 3 pillows, 2 hats, 1 sheet, 1 blanket, 1 comforter, and a knife. All of this and me peacefully co-existing.

Sorta.

By 3pm the headache had turned me into a whimpering mess in my bed. Oh the pain. I could feel the veins in my temple and neck actually throbbing and i expended a good deal of energy into keeping so very still so as to not throw up. Ugh. I hate that feeling. I forget all the time that yes a person can actually feel that bad and stlll live to see the next hour. And when im all better and completely forget how horrific it is to feel like that it takes me by surprise all over again!

Its nearly 9pm and that bowl of cereal is mush. I feel slightly better.

Time for more motrin and to eat.

Uh oh. Glancing at my box of 46 bags of chips got a protest from my stomach.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Lyannie,

Your description of your bed is so vivid that I can actually see it!
Well, I guess certain things never change!
Loving ya always,

momma