I suppose I must thank Italian explorer, Christopher Columbus, for this holiday off from work. Christopher, you may recall, landed in the Americas circa 1492 when he made a wrong turn looking for India. Apparently, he was as directionally challenged as I. Anyway, his geographical snafu earned him some fame (and an unmarked grave) and netted me another holiday. I'm not complaining. I ended up really needing this holiday, too, because my weekend was pretty well wasted due to one thing or another.
I was up and down all night Friday taking care of a monster case of acid indigestion. It left me feeling queasy and laid pretty low all day Saturday, too. And yesterday was lost for the most part to a migraine. I haven't had one in a couple of years and wasn't really thinking "migraine" when I awoke with a headache yesterday morning. Regrettably, that's exactly what it was -- sans, thank God, the nausea.
When I realized I wasn't going to be able to read the paper because of the blinding pain, I went back to bed. After an hour or so, I got up and had a cup of coffee, but the headache was unabated. Trying to sleep it off in my bedroom was out of the question because it was too bright -- and the light hurt my eyes. My den, on the other hand, with its shutters and dark curtains, made a fine cave in which to hole up. I slept another couple of hours on the couch, watched over by my faithful little dog, a veritable furry Florence Nightingale. Weirdly, the lyrics of Born To Run kept running through my head. What's up with that?
I got on the computer long enough to publish my blog post (written, thankfully, the night before) and then went back to sleep, waking only to take a phone call. I felt a little better by that point, so I got up and got dressed around 2:00 P.M. I needed something in my stomach so I could take some pain relievers, so I had a few bites of cereal and swallowed a handful of Ibuprofen and Excedrin Migraine and laid back down. Finally, around 4:00 or so, I felt human enough to get up and stay up -- 'til around 7:30 when I crashed again. That time, hormones apparently kicked in and brought on a small fit of the weepies. That did not help the headache. Oh, and then around 10:00 last night, a skunk came by and left his calling card. With the windows open, that was just nasty. I could have done without it.
The day was, all in all, a wash so I'm grateful that I have today off to do all the stuff I didn't do Saturday and Sunday. Headaches are some bad mojo, and migraines are just pure evil.
These Words Gone Wild are pretty damned evil, too. TWISTED LINGUISTICS had to be physically restrained from shooting them where they stood. All but the last one come from that irritating self-professed "editor."
repitious - Repetitive rapture.
theie pride of writnig - Favorite concubine of an old Norse king.
freash - Freakishly fresh.
peeked my curiosity - A voyeur let me see HIS end of things.
Bon A' Petite - Good! A small girl!
diea - A killer diet?
Gawd, and I wonder why I have headaches.
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Migraines wear you out. When I have one, I may sleep all day, but even when the headache is gone I'm exhausted.
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I don't know about the Tofu, but any opportunity to torment Republicans is always good. LOL
I'm "Twisted Murderer." I like feasting on pickles, hanging around Freshmen, and tormenting Republicans. I think this is probably the best quiz yet, SJ!!
Sorry your weekend was wasted in badness. Hopefully you are having a better day today and getting lots of rejuvination--however you find it.
I know what you mean about feeling exhausted after a migraine, Roxan. It's like it drains every last drop of energy out of you.
Tofu is nasty, but snacking on Republicans sounds like fun. LOL.
And Greeny is going to help us torment some Republicans. LOL. I thought it was a cute quiz, too. I'm having a wonderful day today, thanks. I feel terrific and have gotten an incredible lot done.
Get thee behind me, and don't push!
Sorry about your weekend, that's one task you likely have been neglecting, washing your weekend. Born To Run was the omen of things to come, that is, good music from The Boss. I think its one of those ear worms, too.
repitious - Feeling sorry for the unfortunate, again.
"After hearing of the acid stomach and then the migraine, I was repitious."
theie pride of writnig - An example of lions with black legal papers.
"Running for his life and property, he looked behind him to see theie pride of writnig."
freash - some new name for an old food.
"It was a familiar dish, even though the menu called it 'freash'."
diea - What happens to one after IKEA.
"After IKEA, you're going to diea."
It probably was an earworm, Charles; not something one wants in conjunction with a migraine, let me tell you. GREAT definitions! I particularly liked the "pride" one. LOL.:)
Pain is no fun.
Tormenting exes sounds like fun.
No, Lamby, pain is no fun (except to, I guess, the masochistic set). Me, I hate it. Yes, I do think tormenting exes can be great fun -- provided you can get somebody to help you tie them down since they're usually bigger than you.:-)
Hugs hugs hugs!! I am so sorry you had a yucky weekend! Thank you Columbus for not having a GPS! :)
I am so laughing at Charles's IKEA reference. I can't help it...i love IKEA. So I guess I'm going to diea
hehehe
--snow
Thank you, Snow. I'm glad Columbus didn't have a GPS, too. LOL. Charles's definitions totally rocked today, didn't they?:-)
Unfortunately I suffer from severe empathy, just like Jerry Lewis in "The Disorderly Orderly". So as I read your post, I felt everything that you felt. Thank heaven your blog isn't X-Rated!
Awwww Serena...
I'm soooo sorry!
I wish I could have told you a soothing story..
I bet the 4th time you heard it you would have felt much better, sometimes you don't understand everything after one or two times..
Anyway...I'm a 'Cookie Monster'!!
Later baby..xoxoxoxox
Touch wood! I'm so lucky I've never suffered migraines. I really do feel for those who do. They must be horrible.
Oh, poor Puggy. I didn't realize you were an empath. Apology accepted? Just for you, I promise to hold off on seeking the coveted X-rating.:-)
You did your part, G, even if it wasn't a story. I know that sometimes there's that pesky "repetition" factor to deal with. I hope it doesn't drive you TOO crazy. I'll try to pay more attention next time, babe.:-)
xoxox
They're pretty awful, Lee, and you're lucky you've never had to deal with them. I hope you never do!
Hey, I'm actually a veteran and I don't have that holiday off; go figure. Of course, next year, I have them all. Muhaha!
Poor VE. You should have had the day off. So, what's your secret weapon for getting them all off next year?:)
Brazen
Brassy
Ballsy
Brave
Bold
You!
xox
Moi, G? Why, thank you, dahling! I do try to keep the brassy to a minimum, but I do adore pulling off brazen and ballsy whenever I can get away with it.:-)
xox
Oh, I know the migraines. I get them from artificial sweeteners. Horrible. No Diet drinks for me.
Glad you feel better!
Thanks, December. I've heard that about artificial sweeteners -- probably best avoided.
Hope you feel better today, just in time to go back to work.:)
tc
Thanks, TC; I do. I've felt wonderful yesterday and today.:)
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