I. Am. In. Hell.
Wow, I’m having a rough time of it. The weekend was terrific and this morning was OK, but I’m back to the same old migraine stuff today. My migraines are particularly bad when I’m trying to sleep.
Finding words was so difficult on Friday that it ceased to be amusing. The post office was the airport, the refrigerator was the washing machine and the furnace. I was annoyed with Hart because I felt like he was interrupting me; really it was that I couldn’t finish a sentence.
I’m easily frustrated, can’t make decisions and the littlest things upset me. I’m nauseated if I eat and nauseated if I don’t.
Some of these are symptoms of migraine, some of depression. I’m seeing my psychiatrist on May 1 and a new headache specialist on May 16. My motivation is so low that It was hard to get myself to make the appointments.
I’m sorry if I haven’t responded to your e-mail or comment yet. Not even being up to blogging makes it difficult. I plan to use any good time the next couple days responding to you and writing posts.
The silver lining is that I can no longer ignore how bad and frequent my migraines and headaches are. This may not sound like a good thing, but now I know that I need to try some other treatments.
I can’t even edit this post. I feel so lame.