Monday, March 26, 2007

FFS, it's time to whine again.  I don't think I've met my quota this month.  Guess what?  Yup, you were right.  I have another un-ending migraine.  I even threw a PityParty, but the clowns didn't help this time.  It might be time to search out and count my blessings.  It definitely is Imitrex time again.  :(

Tuesday. May 22. 2007

Galahad and I tried to go see Spiderman 3 this weekend, but fate decided otherwise.  A few of us met up for dinner before the movie, and during dinner one friend started having intense abdominal pain.  It got so bad that she insisted we take her to the hospital.  Since she isn't even close to being a hypochondriac, we got our food to go, refunded the movie tickets, and sped over to the closest hospital.  While we waited in the ER, we met this group of kids who had rushed over after a pool accident.  They were all still in their wet swimsuits and mismatched clothes.  One girl had a giant gash on her chin.  They were chatting amongst themselves and soon we joined in and made her laugh.  Others in the waiting room started feeling more comfortable and joined the conversation, too.  It was a nice tension release.  In the back of my mind, I wondered if anyone there was waiting for awful news on a loved one.  I hoped that we helped distract them if even temporarily.

After she got settled in her room (who knew ERs had private rooms?), we joined her and tried to keep her spirits up.  I know all too well what it's like to be in so much pain, you need to vomit.  Poor girl.  I held her hair while she threw up.  We quickly persuaded the nurses to up her painkillers instead of waiting to see if what they gave her worked.  Pretty soon, we were having a party in her room.  We had us plus a few staff members laughing away at dumb jokes and her ratty socks.  :p  She told me later that she went home and threw her socks away.  ;)  Somehow no one cared that her underwear was brand new.  We just teased her about her socks.  The P.A. told me that she had never seen someone in that much pain laugh before.  Welcome to my world.  Laughter doesn't make the pain go away, but it helps to distract for a split second here & there.

In hindsight I bet they were glad they gave us a room instead of one of the curtained-off areas because of how loud we were.  I absentmindedly wondered if our laughter helped anyone else or offended them because of the gravity of their loved one's condition.  Galahad played around with all of the gadgets and supplies in the room and asked the nurse where the bar was in the hospital.  Haha, she was great and said in her locker!

Anyway, my friend finally passed her stone and was medicated enough to be released.  I'm sure we'll talk about & remember this night far better than if we had gone to see Spiderman.  Sigh.  But I still want to see Spidey!

Friday, March 2, 2007

Yay, my neighbor is moving out.  He's actually not that bad usually, but he has his moments of passing out with his stereo blasting in the wee hours of the night.  I've had to go over there and pound on his door with my shoe for over 15 minutes to wake him.  At first I thought he was dead.  I am nervous about who might buy it though.  I hope they won't be worse.

Thursday, March 1, 2007

So, umm.... happy new year?  :p  Yeah, it's been a while.  I haven't felt much like sharing or coming out from my Hall of Solitude.  Today's a new day and all that.  I've had a migraine for a few days now, actually over a week although I had a day off in the middle so I suppose it doesn't count.  It's not even a particularly bad one.  It's just been days, and I'm starting to lose my grasp on sanity.  Last night, I decided I was gonna go on a bender and get drunk and pass out.  I grabbed Galahad's bottle of Vodka and retreated into my library.  I sat on the couch and drank straight from the bottle.  Twice.  Omg, that stuff is vile.  How do people get drunk?  I staggered back downstairs and put the bottle back.  That didn't exactly help my head as you might imagine.  Plus, at that point I didn't want to mix Imitrex with that, so I made myself wait a few hours to take a dose.  To keep myself busy, I threw myself a Prodigious Pity Party -- clowns and all!

Kitten finally did her kitten job and came to snuggle.  That helped put a smile on my face.  So anyway, today I look like a mongoloid.  Thank goodness for creative eyelinering.  ;)

By the way, don't you hate when you get 9 million free address labels in the mail.  Who even sends mail anymore and needs to use them?  I especially hate when it's from an environmental charity --- although most charities are on my shit-list lately.