Excedrine and McDonalds?!

The room is spinning, the lights are dim. I can't feel my left arms, leg, or side of my tongue. Pounding and pulsing shakes my temples. A reversal of the food intake valve shortly thereafter. It's official. Migraine.

This was Wednesday. I was able to go home thanks to Judy closing up shop. I made it home, only to get sick right as I opened the car door. Looks like clean pants for tomorrow.

Got inside, stripped to my skivies, and landed in my bed with a thud. Next time I looked up, it was 11:30pm. I had slept for 7 hours. And I wasn't done yet.

Got up and had a small bit of the three in one ice cream, and then went back and slept, until 11:30, again! Took a while to get going, but eventually made it to practice last night, exhausted, but well rehearsed for the show.

It comes and goes, mostly goes on forever each time we meet.
Should be a good show. I'll try to do well. We'll see what happens.

So here am I today, sitting in the bank, I can't wait to practice tonight, and then home to sleep again!
Ah, but house sitting for the next two weeks! That will be a joy. Especially when it's in a subdivision.


Here's to all you kiddies out there.
Have a good one.