Wow, I haven't posted in a while. Bad me!
I should be in bed right now, but I'm up farting around online. My head is killing me, and even my Imitrex isn't helping my brain from feeling like it's clawing the inside of my skull trying to get out. For some reason I haven't gotten migranes since I stopped working for my old boss Lisa. Working as a dog groomer with screaming, yelping dogs and cats tends to give you migranes. But now I'm just getting them all the time. I'm not in school, so it's not school stress, and even though I need to find a new job, it's not really work stress either. I just don't know why my body hates me. It's really concerning me because my insurance runs out at the end of December, and until I can figure out how to pay for insurance coverage, I wont be able to afford it. That scares the crap out of me. I would have to take off from work, but then how would I make any money to pay my bills? Argh, it's so fucking frustrating. I think I'm going to go grab some food and coffee from food express to be sure that it's not a caffine deprivation headache that turned into a migrane. It was so bad before that I felt like I was going to be sick and I was hiding under my pillow. I hate it when I don't feel good. I can deal with a lot of other shit, but not that. By the way, Danielle, if you read this me and my mother are still very interested in getting massages. I don't think I still have your phone number and Mike and Gen's numbers change so often that I never have the right one. So if you are willing to make an appointment with me, please post here and let me know the best way to get in touch with you.
Ugh, food and coffee are calling. I'll post more later.
Ugh, food and coffee are calling. I'll post more later.