Migraines suck
I'm writing to remind myself to write because I have the urge to write, but I really ought to be resting. I want to tell you about how I persevered through my anxiety driving through new-to-me roads and dealing with toll booths (I know it's silly, but I was anxious) and how the weekend of Dorene's wedding itself was wonderful. I guess I just told you that, but I'll talk about it in further detail another time.
A couple of weeks ago, I had a horrible migraine that caused me to get sick a few times, and then yesterday I developed a headache near the end of the workday that turned into a migraine by the time I got home. It's still here this morning, so I texted my boss (as we all text one another) to ask if I could come in around 11:00 due to not feeling better yet. While waiting for a reply, I wandered to the kitchen for a bowl of cereal, opened up my bottle of prenatal vitamins, caught a whiff of the one I grabbed, and had to run to the bathroom. The cats stood around me, I guess making sure I was okay. I heard my phone chime, and my boss was okay with it and asked if I had any appointments. I was about to reply, "Just afternoon ones," when I remembered that yesterday, I scheduled a 10:00. So I called her and explained, and she said to rest and that they'd handle canceling the 10:00. So I'm going to eat some Saltines to have something in my system, nap for a bit, and then go into work. I have three appointments this afternoon, and I don't want to cancel them... I feel extra bad because a co-worker had to leave work early just yesterday because of a migraine, and I'm already taking Friday off. Thankfully my job understands self-care.
I suppose in the amount of time it took to write that, I would have at least been able to give more details on the weekend. Oh, well. Another time.
A couple of weeks ago, I had a horrible migraine that caused me to get sick a few times, and then yesterday I developed a headache near the end of the workday that turned into a migraine by the time I got home. It's still here this morning, so I texted my boss (as we all text one another) to ask if I could come in around 11:00 due to not feeling better yet. While waiting for a reply, I wandered to the kitchen for a bowl of cereal, opened up my bottle of prenatal vitamins, caught a whiff of the one I grabbed, and had to run to the bathroom. The cats stood around me, I guess making sure I was okay. I heard my phone chime, and my boss was okay with it and asked if I had any appointments. I was about to reply, "Just afternoon ones," when I remembered that yesterday, I scheduled a 10:00. So I called her and explained, and she said to rest and that they'd handle canceling the 10:00. So I'm going to eat some Saltines to have something in my system, nap for a bit, and then go into work. I have three appointments this afternoon, and I don't want to cancel them... I feel extra bad because a co-worker had to leave work early just yesterday because of a migraine, and I'm already taking Friday off. Thankfully my job understands self-care.
I suppose in the amount of time it took to write that, I would have at least been able to give more details on the weekend. Oh, well. Another time.