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sabineAfter going to bed last night, I spent a long time* trying to consciously relax the muscles in my face, neck, and shoulders. I had a killer headache that I thought was primarily a muscle tension problem. I flipped and flopped around, tried to get comfortable, whimpered until Downwood rubbed Tiger Balm** into my neck, and made an offhand comment to the effect of "If my drugs don't kick in soon and let me sleep, tomorrow's going to be really rough."
Shortly thereafter, my drugs did their job and knocked me out cold.*** I proceeded to have my usual set of weird dreams and good rest.
The moment Downwood's alarm went off, however, my final thoughts of the evening before were brought screaming back into my brain. The headache did not go away overnight. No, it was just as strong this morning as it was when I fell asleep.
While Downwood got ready for work, I snoozed on the bed with the dog. My morning dreams are always more lucid than my night dreams and are significantly weirder. This morning's dream was all about a headache that was preventing me from doing any work and was making it difficult to avoid spiders in my cereal in a sort of Gunnerkrigg Court-ish boarding school setting. It was with much displeasure when I got out of bed, still in pain, to walk the dog.
So now I'm getting ready to go do Anything That Doesn't Require a Computer. I'm taking a sick day to hopefully knock this thing out with Advil, tea, and no monitor usage. I told my team lead that I would check my email and stay caught up with work stuff, but I need to not hurt.
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* - It probably wasn't very long, but it felt like the minutes were stretching into hours. Kind of like organic chem lecture.
** - Tiger Balm is beautiful stuff. Just don't put some on your spouse and then itch your eyes. Learn from Downwood's mistakes.
*** - Seriously. I hate being dependent on them, but I've been on them for so long that I can't fall asleep without them and I automatically fall asleep about 90 minutes after I take them. It's both good and bad, but since it lets me function in the Real World, I don't mind too much.
Shortly thereafter, my drugs did their job and knocked me out cold.*** I proceeded to have my usual set of weird dreams and good rest.
The moment Downwood's alarm went off, however, my final thoughts of the evening before were brought screaming back into my brain. The headache did not go away overnight. No, it was just as strong this morning as it was when I fell asleep.
While Downwood got ready for work, I snoozed on the bed with the dog. My morning dreams are always more lucid than my night dreams and are significantly weirder. This morning's dream was all about a headache that was preventing me from doing any work and was making it difficult to avoid spiders in my cereal in a sort of Gunnerkrigg Court-ish boarding school setting. It was with much displeasure when I got out of bed, still in pain, to walk the dog.
So now I'm getting ready to go do Anything That Doesn't Require a Computer. I'm taking a sick day to hopefully knock this thing out with Advil, tea, and no monitor usage. I told my team lead that I would check my email and stay caught up with work stuff, but I need to not hurt.
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* - It probably wasn't very long, but it felt like the minutes were stretching into hours. Kind of like organic chem lecture.
** - Tiger Balm is beautiful stuff. Just don't put some on your spouse and then itch your eyes. Learn from Downwood's mistakes.
*** - Seriously. I hate being dependent on them, but I've been on them for so long that I can't fall asleep without them and I automatically fall asleep about 90 minutes after I take them. It's both good and bad, but since it lets me function in the Real World, I don't mind too much.
