June 11, 2015
Migraine. Again. A bad one, too. Feel like I could hurl, and I’m on killer deadlines, so no sick day allowed. I popped way too many Excedrin again (which I hate doing…but they’re the only thing that lets me function). As soon as they start to wear off, the pain comes back with a death-grip, so I have to pop more to keep it in check.
Somehow, I managed a 9-hour workday. My eyes are throbbing and blurry, so I’m hitting the hay early. As in 7:30 p.m. early. Yeah, a lot of people might be jealous of my wild and crazy life!
