I had to sleep in a bit this morning because I had a horrible migraine. Pain, auras, dizziness, nausea, fever, the whole nine. We apparently had a rain storm during the night so with the changes in barometric pressure it’s not really a surprise. In fact, my husband, The Mister, knew I would wake up with a migraine before I did.
When I say I slept in, I mean I stayed in bed until 12:30. At that point, The Mister was anxious to get out to go grocery shopping and not “waste the day away.” Because you know, sleeping off a migraine with Imitrex and Advil is such a waste.
“Are you okay?”
“I have a migraine.”
“I know, it’s been pretty stormy. All night and morning. Did you take some Advil?”
“You know, we have stuff to do.”
“I know, I didn’t exactly plan the migraine.”
“Well, other people have debilitating migraines too and they don’t let them run their lives.”
“Uhhh… yes, yes other people have debilitating migraines and actually they do ‘let’ them run their lives. What do you think ‘debilitating’ means?”
“Just because you have a migraine that doesn’t mean you can’t function.”
“When its debilitating it does. Debilitating doesn’t exactly leave a choice.”
“What would you do if I wasn’t home?”
“I guess I’m lucky you’re home.”