...migraine Monday... who-oh-oh... What? That's not how the song goes? Oh. Right.
It seems I'm allergic to the world now. I guess that's a good thing for a Christian right? We shunt of this world's tentacles as best we can in our daily lives but to be allergic to it causes problems. Most namely my headaches which as of late seem to skip the hours long headache step and go right to the kidney punch of the migraine. And we're talking a thirty-hour one and about eight in the last three weeks.
I've attacked it with everything that I can think of from medication to sleep to good ol' fashioned prayer but they still won't die.
That's sort of like in an action movie when the good guy shoots the bad monster with an uzi. Then tosses a grenade. Then gets in a big honking tank and tries running over the darn thing only for it to go "rawr!"
So it's back to the drawing board this week to see if the doc has more answers. And hopefully to get new medicine as the last batch made me taste prunes and I'm certain that's not normal.
In the meantime... I will make a feeble attempt to thank my way out of a grumpy migraine Monday morning, won't you join me with Ann and the multitude of others this morning?
-creamy coffee on a parched throat
-Kaiya flopping over in a desperate attempt to cling to a few more minutes of sleep, girl, I understand.
-Kaiya's sleepy morning grin
-utilitarian grey work pants because I'm that kind of girl.
-chocolate. ('nuff said)
-sigh. migraines. yes. I will be thankful for them.