As I write, a wrenching pain is twisting my right eye up. This is no fun at all.
I suffer from migraines, a malady I wish on no one, even my worst enemies. For those of you that do not have them, allow me to suggest some steps you can take to simulate one, so you can share in my discomfort:
1. Turn off all the lights. They will only make you disoriented.
2. Turn off all sounds, they will drive you crazy.
3. Now hammer a nail through your right temple, far enough to stab your eyestalk. Lay around with that sticking out until you would gladly bash your head against the wall just so you could feel a different sort of pain for awhile. Now try to go to sleep...
I've had these for so long that I can actually semi-function with them, allowing me to do such pleasant tasks as spend the day at work, or drag myself over to where I keep the tylenol PM. Or write journal entries about how awful migraines are. Anyway, that's how I am. How are you? Please let me know, and tomorrow morning when I feel better I will read them.
Big ups and an entire entry's worth of whoring out goes to anyone who will come down to my place and give me a backrub and a large dose of vicotin. Anyone?
I suffer from migraines, a malady I wish on no one, even my worst enemies. For those of you that do not have them, allow me to suggest some steps you can take to simulate one, so you can share in my discomfort:
1. Turn off all the lights. They will only make you disoriented.
2. Turn off all sounds, they will drive you crazy.
3. Now hammer a nail through your right temple, far enough to stab your eyestalk. Lay around with that sticking out until you would gladly bash your head against the wall just so you could feel a different sort of pain for awhile. Now try to go to sleep...
I've had these for so long that I can actually semi-function with them, allowing me to do such pleasant tasks as spend the day at work, or drag myself over to where I keep the tylenol PM. Or write journal entries about how awful migraines are. Anyway, that's how I am. How are you? Please let me know, and tomorrow morning when I feel better I will read them.
Big ups and an entire entry's worth of whoring out goes to anyone who will come down to my place and give me a backrub and a large dose of vicotin. Anyone?