It’s 2am and here I lay in bed listening to the howling of the wind, the violent rain pelting against the windows with only a hint of a headache remaining.
I’m not sure why I’m up (do we ever really know?), but I’m grateful I’m feeling whole again. A few hours ago, right around 6pm, I started getting a headache that progressed worse by the minute. By 7pm I was in bed, lights off, trying not to throw up. My efforts were in vain — it’s unfortunate I had pizza for dinner.
Tess had been sick with the very same symptoms Sunday, I feel so bad thinking about it now, she was in a lot of pain if it was anything like mine. I’m wondering though, if I wasn’t sick at all, but just experiencing my first migraine. I can specifically remember being around Bella’s age and watching my mom hide in her room, pillow over her head with the lights off. Tell me that is not my future — don’t migraines tend to come in bundles?
I can’t be sure what the girls did from 7pm on, they were so good to leave me alone in my misery. I wonder if that’s what my mom thought too? As I laid there suffering I was sure sleep would never come, but I must have nodded off because as I actively waited for Adam to come home, I never did actually hear him walk through the door.
You know I was just thinking the other day how grateful I am for my health, but it’s never meant more to me than it does this morning, and I celebrated too. I ran around my house this morning cleaning like a maniac — just because I could.
Have a fabulous safe weekend! I know I will. Daniel Craig is on my to do list. Anyone else plan to see Skyfall opening weekend?
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