Fisher Price® My First Migraine™
Nov. 16th, 2005 10:58 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kjpepperWow. I have never had a 17 hour headache before. This is NOT cool.
So at 4am I woke up with a need to pee and a headache, centered in my left temple. Whatever. I got up, drank water, went to the bathroom, and went to go keep![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
morlock company while he got ready to run off to Bumblefuck MA for a assbutt early meeting. Went back to bed around six.
Got back up at 7:30. Headache is now excruciating, and has spread to encompass not only the entire left side of my face, but the sinus pressure is a) making my left eye a fearsome shade of red, and b) causing all of my molars on that side on the top to throb. Normally at this point I would have been like "to hell with this, I'm staying home" but I had a meeting this morning and I really hate bailing on clients. So I got dressed, murmuring a litany of "ow ow ow ow" all the while, and bravely went to work.
Spent a good bit of my morning holding my neck and head rigid so that my vision wouldn't swim and managed to smile and be my usual, if croaky, helpful self during the meeting. At some point before this, another meeting got tacked on to my morning, but by then the pain had faded somewhat to a dull ache and was much more ignorable. Meeting done, two little things wrapped up, and I escaped thankfully on a 1:40 bus. Came home to the gentle hugs of my Lady, who put me to bed and drew all of the shades for me. Went to sleep.
Woke up. Headache still at a dull ache.sydneycat had just come home, and she stayed to administer migraine meds and rant about her day, which was almost as bad for different reasons. Began to feel better enough to get out of bed and venture into brighter climes, so I wandered upstairs with a load of white wash and stayed to hang out. Put the wash in the dryer, and the dryer pointedly refuses to turn on, despite the cursing, unplugging, replugging, circuit throwing and more cursing. Landlady was called. Wash still in non-functioning dryer. Oh well. Commando for me for a couple of days.
Was better enough to romp a little bit (in the tickling sense, not the dirty sense) withmorlock when he came home, but probably due to a little too much TV started hurting again. This whole time I could still feel a terrific amount of pressure around my left eye. Goddamn sinuses. Slightly better after a hot steamy shower (dry air on already abused membranes is just scads of wonderful, lemme tell you) but now I'm welcoming the dark quiet of an empty house with no lights on. Head still more or less killing me, if not with pain, then with pressure.
I'd like to state for the record that after a week of this bullshit, I'm officially done with the whole being sick thing. Hopefully I'll feel better tomorrow, but if I don't I ain't messing around - I'm gonna go to class, and then I'm going to call the hell in. I think I've been ignoring the "Lay down and rest, fool!" message for too long.
And now to bed.
So at 4am I woke up with a need to pee and a headache, centered in my left temple. Whatever. I got up, drank water, went to the bathroom, and went to go keep
morlock company while he got ready to run off to Bumblefuck MA for a assbutt early meeting. Went back to bed around six. Got back up at 7:30. Headache is now excruciating, and has spread to encompass not only the entire left side of my face, but the sinus pressure is a) making my left eye a fearsome shade of red, and b) causing all of my molars on that side on the top to throb. Normally at this point I would have been like "to hell with this, I'm staying home" but I had a meeting this morning and I really hate bailing on clients. So I got dressed, murmuring a litany of "ow ow ow ow" all the while, and bravely went to work.
Spent a good bit of my morning holding my neck and head rigid so that my vision wouldn't swim and managed to smile and be my usual, if croaky, helpful self during the meeting. At some point before this, another meeting got tacked on to my morning, but by then the pain had faded somewhat to a dull ache and was much more ignorable. Meeting done, two little things wrapped up, and I escaped thankfully on a 1:40 bus. Came home to the gentle hugs of my Lady, who put me to bed and drew all of the shades for me. Went to sleep.
Woke up. Headache still at a dull ache.
sydneycat had just come home, and she stayed to administer migraine meds and rant about her day, which was almost as bad for different reasons. Began to feel better enough to get out of bed and venture into brighter climes, so I wandered upstairs with a load of white wash and stayed to hang out. Put the wash in the dryer, and the dryer pointedly refuses to turn on, despite the cursing, unplugging, replugging, circuit throwing and more cursing. Landlady was called. Wash still in non-functioning dryer. Oh well. Commando for me for a couple of days.Was better enough to romp a little bit (in the tickling sense, not the dirty sense) with
morlock when he came home, but probably due to a little too much TV started hurting again. This whole time I could still feel a terrific amount of pressure around my left eye. Goddamn sinuses. Slightly better after a hot steamy shower (dry air on already abused membranes is just scads of wonderful, lemme tell you) but now I'm welcoming the dark quiet of an empty house with no lights on. Head still more or less killing me, if not with pain, then with pressure.I'd like to state for the record that after a week of this bullshit, I'm officially done with the whole being sick thing. Hopefully I'll feel better tomorrow, but if I don't I ain't messing around - I'm gonna go to class, and then I'm going to call the hell in. I think I've been ignoring the "Lay down and rest, fool!" message for too long.
And now to bed.
