Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples...
Actually, make that a small glass of Lucozade and a hot compress.
For I am still suffering from the persistent remnants of the crashing migraine that woke me around 5 am, and as is the wont of those migraines that wake me in the wee smallies, is a doozey that doesn't perhaps completely mock at cafergot and stemetil, but is far from completely routed by their application (and usually requires a second go). To the extent that I was lying awake for a whole hour after I'd taken the requisite before I could muster enough oomph to go and make myself a hot compress and hot water bottle.
It's fortunate, on the one hand, that I had scheduled today off rather than rushing back into work, but I had hoped to spend it finishing up the post-holiday laundry and running some necessary errands, catching up with emailing, etc. Which is not looking terribly likely at the moment.
Messages of comfort, sympathy and cheer would be very gratefully received.
ETA: however, on the bright side, the mozzie bites are no longer itching as ferociously and persistently as they were yesterday, which is a relief.
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