The sky is falling!
Well, the sky isn't really falling. But there does seem to be a theme of things from above crashing onto me, or at least areas I inhabit. First there was the water leak fiasco in my (then) new apartment. I'd been there less than a week when some of the plaster on the bathroom ceiling started to drip onto the floor (followed by a big hole, and then water). And then this morning right as I was about to step out of Beth's shower, the plaster from her bathroom ceiling fell RIGHT on my head. And the funniest part--it kept falling!!! When I finally got to camp this morning (I was running late, shocker), I walked into Mission Control (main room for all the camp operations) and Beth's mom went "So, I heard you had a little extra conditioner in your hair this morning!"
It was quite amusing. But you wanna know what wasn't amusing? The headache I got near the end of lunch today, around 12:30. I had already taken two Alleve around 9:00 so I decided to see if the headache would just go away. But it didn't, of course--it got worse. So I took a Goody's headache powder. I used to think those things were the best thing since instant ice packs. But today one powder didn't cut it. I ended up laying down on a cot in the women's bathroom (more like a dressing room), using my sweater as a pillow. Someone came in and turned the lights off at one point, for which I was very grateful. It hurt so much I was freakin' sobbing, and I HATE crying (especially in public).
But long story short, my head still hurts. It's not the debilitating, sob-inducing pain it was a few hours ago, but it's not exactly just a dull pain in the back of my head. I'm really tired of migraines. I'm tired of my body in general. When I was laying (lying??) on the cot earlier, I realized that when I held my breath the pain seemed to completely go away. It's one of the few times I've wished for death because of the pain from one of those headaches.
And I still don't know what caused it. I mean, I am prone to them, so there aren't always triggers. But usually it's poor diet or not enough sleep or stress or some combination (usually the last one). I didn't think I was that stressed at this camp, but maybe I am.
Anyway, for those of you who don't know, I'm in Durham, NC for a camp called Arts Mission (Arts Mission Website). It's a choral camp, and I'm the accompanist (aka piano player) for the youngest group, made up of 4th-6th graders. The kids are so cute, and some of them are so tiny that I forget they're as old as they are (I keep thinking they're in elementary school, not middle).
So once I get back to Knoxville, I need to make an appointment with my doctor about getting some migraine medicine. I also seriously might look into meeting with a nutritionist. And after talking with the woman who's spearheading the Arts Mission (who also suffers from migraines), I'm going to start keeping better track of what I eat and when I get these headaches, in case there are food triggers.
It was quite amusing. But you wanna know what wasn't amusing? The headache I got near the end of lunch today, around 12:30. I had already taken two Alleve around 9:00 so I decided to see if the headache would just go away. But it didn't, of course--it got worse. So I took a Goody's headache powder. I used to think those things were the best thing since instant ice packs. But today one powder didn't cut it. I ended up laying down on a cot in the women's bathroom (more like a dressing room), using my sweater as a pillow. Someone came in and turned the lights off at one point, for which I was very grateful. It hurt so much I was freakin' sobbing, and I HATE crying (especially in public).
But long story short, my head still hurts. It's not the debilitating, sob-inducing pain it was a few hours ago, but it's not exactly just a dull pain in the back of my head. I'm really tired of migraines. I'm tired of my body in general. When I was laying (lying??) on the cot earlier, I realized that when I held my breath the pain seemed to completely go away. It's one of the few times I've wished for death because of the pain from one of those headaches.
And I still don't know what caused it. I mean, I am prone to them, so there aren't always triggers. But usually it's poor diet or not enough sleep or stress or some combination (usually the last one). I didn't think I was that stressed at this camp, but maybe I am.
Anyway, for those of you who don't know, I'm in Durham, NC for a camp called Arts Mission (Arts Mission Website). It's a choral camp, and I'm the accompanist (aka piano player) for the youngest group, made up of 4th-6th graders. The kids are so cute, and some of them are so tiny that I forget they're as old as they are (I keep thinking they're in elementary school, not middle).
So once I get back to Knoxville, I need to make an appointment with my doctor about getting some migraine medicine. I also seriously might look into meeting with a nutritionist. And after talking with the woman who's spearheading the Arts Mission (who also suffers from migraines), I'm going to start keeping better track of what I eat and when I get these headaches, in case there are food triggers.