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I know I say this every few days but, um, seriously - much love for tmy band. A lot of much love. <33333
Everyone was amazing tonight, and I didn't do too terrible either, especially since while doing sound I was also doing lights, helping the person running computer, and dealing with another migraine from hell that was making me dizzy and over-heated and completely scared I was going to literally be sick. And still nothing exploded! Apparently I'm cut out for this after all. <3
I think as soon as I have time and there is money available I need to see about going to a doctor about these freaking headaches. Because it's starting to get to the point where it's not only every day, but sometimes nothing I try works at all, and I'm not somewhere where I can just lay down and pretend to be dead to make it stop.
Tonight I ended up curling up in a back room where it was cool (honestly it was probably freaking cold, but for me it was just barely cool enough to keep me from feeling gross), laying on the floor in a corner and hoping no one came in and asked why I was down there. Because I really hate having to explain that my head is exploding all over the place to people, because they get all "!!! CAN I GET YOU MEDICINE OR FOOD OR DRINKS OR SOMETHING?" and I've already taken things (actually today I overlapped two doses of migraine stuff - one in the morning and then one in the evening and they're supposed to last twelve hours and were taken only, like, six/eight apart, oops) and there's nothing that can be done to help, and so I feel like a terrible person for not letting them help me even though it wouldn't help. Which is weird, but that's how I am when I don't feel well - must keep everyone happy at all costs. Anyway eventually I felt well enough to get up and go sit where I was supposed to sit, and all was pretty much spiffyish.
And then on the ride home tonight everyone was pissy and killed some of my joy at not-failing even with the stupid headache and my glee over how supercrazyawesomeamazing my band is. Because they're meaniefaces who enjoy their drama and angst and woe and like making me want to throw myself out of the car or throw them all out (tonight it was more me wishing the former; usually it's the latter).
Oh, and I had coffee today! First time in a while, unfortunately (I'm scared to have it most of the time because of the stupid stomach-burning-death-heartburn problem that often occurs), and it was amazing and mmmm. And I didn't get (properly) sick this time, probably because I didn't have it in awhile. Mm.
Going to bed now. Tired. Very, very tired... have to be up early AGAIN tomorrow. Am looking forward to Tuesday for sleeping all day. Bleh.
Everyone was amazing tonight, and I didn't do too terrible either, especially since while doing sound I was also doing lights, helping the person running computer, and dealing with another migraine from hell that was making me dizzy and over-heated and completely scared I was going to literally be sick. And still nothing exploded! Apparently I'm cut out for this after all. <3
I think as soon as I have time and there is money available I need to see about going to a doctor about these freaking headaches. Because it's starting to get to the point where it's not only every day, but sometimes nothing I try works at all, and I'm not somewhere where I can just lay down and pretend to be dead to make it stop.
Tonight I ended up curling up in a back room where it was cool (honestly it was probably freaking cold, but for me it was just barely cool enough to keep me from feeling gross), laying on the floor in a corner and hoping no one came in and asked why I was down there. Because I really hate having to explain that my head is exploding all over the place to people, because they get all "!!! CAN I GET YOU MEDICINE OR FOOD OR DRINKS OR SOMETHING?" and I've already taken things (actually today I overlapped two doses of migraine stuff - one in the morning and then one in the evening and they're supposed to last twelve hours and were taken only, like, six/eight apart, oops) and there's nothing that can be done to help, and so I feel like a terrible person for not letting them help me even though it wouldn't help. Which is weird, but that's how I am when I don't feel well - must keep everyone happy at all costs. Anyway eventually I felt well enough to get up and go sit where I was supposed to sit, and all was pretty much spiffyish.
And then on the ride home tonight everyone was pissy and killed some of my joy at not-failing even with the stupid headache and my glee over how supercrazyawesomeamazing my band is. Because they're meaniefaces who enjoy their drama and angst and woe and like making me want to throw myself out of the car or throw them all out (tonight it was more me wishing the former; usually it's the latter).
Oh, and I had coffee today! First time in a while, unfortunately (I'm scared to have it most of the time because of the stupid stomach-burning-death-heartburn problem that often occurs), and it was amazing and mmmm. And I didn't get (properly) sick this time, probably because I didn't have it in awhile. Mm.
Going to bed now. Tired. Very, very tired... have to be up early AGAIN tomorrow. Am looking forward to Tuesday for sleeping all day. Bleh.