Thursday, October 16, 2008


So. Today, for no good reason, I am emotional, and crabby. And I don't want to be here, and I don't want to be at home by myself. I don't know what I want today. Its like my body is turned inside out and all my nerves are on the outside. My hair is too heavy today, so its bugging me. I'm not sure what that is about. Every time the phone rings I want to rip my ears off so I don't have to listen to it ring, or answer it and have to listen to the stupidity and annoyance that will inevitably spew from the customer's mouth. And I am sorry, I don't speak back country redneck so if you guys could just slow the hell down and enunciate your damn words like you learned in English class, maybe I can get you what you need. Well, that is what I am thinking anyway.

Eh, all this added up, feeling this way with no specific symptoms or anything is usually my precursor to a killer migraine. Not the every day migraines, the ones that feel like the plane just crash landed into my head and all the people on the plane are running around crazy on the wrinkles of my brain, making sure to hit the light sensitivity, sound sensitivity, nausea, and excruciating pain wrinkles. The ones that no amount of medication I take at home works because I can't keep it down long enough to get into my blood stream. The kind that make me so depressed and sad, how can I expect to be a good mother when I get these migraines that knock me out of commission for days at a time, how is that fair to my kid? Its not.

Yah.. I might think and worry too much.

1 comment:

  1. Sorry you feel crabby. Been there before. Feel better.


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