yesterday i had a migraine that came slamming out of nowhere. i should've known because i woke up craving a fountain coke. sometimes these help chase my migraines away. other times, nothing will do. the pre-migraine symptoms hit me all at once. one minute, i felt okay. the next, my nose was running, my eyes were watering, i was nauseous, and worst, i was so extremely fatigued. the fatigue is bad when i'm at work. all i want to do is toss up the white flag and crawl under my desk, but i can't. usually i can hold it off and make it through the day, but yesterday, i stepped in the hall and someone had sprayed perfume or cologne everywhere. forget making it through the day, i barely made it to the bathroom before losing the contents of my stomach. i was home by 12:30 and immediately crawled into bed, where i stayed until 11:30 that night. most of the time, i was in too much pain to sleep. i just tossed and turned and prayed for a reprieve for the pain. migraines are really bad. i have an appointment with a neurologist because i can't handle them anymore, but he can't see me until june. i keep telling myself that june is not that far away, but in terms of migraines and pain, it kind of is.
luke is so sweet when i don't feel well. he brought me a bowl of chicken and noodles (the smell of which caused me to throw up, but we won't tell him that) and after his bath last night, he crawled into bed next to me. he rubbed my head. the pain of being touched when i have a migraine is rough. the physical sensation is overwhelming, but i couldn't tell him. so i let him rub my head, gritting my teeth until he drifted off to sleep next to me. he is very empathetic. shane cleaned the house while i was down and out. tommy said, "your head hurt, mama?" and gave me a kiss. he's started kissing us when we're hurt. unfortunately, tommy is usually the one hurting us, so him giving a kiss after pinching or hitting is sweet, but not as sweet as it could be.
today i'm so tired. i'm sad that i missed eleven hours of life yesterday. i'm sad that i couldn't run my planned four miles. i'm sad that i feel so sore and hurt today. i am glad that it's friday, though. i'm glad that i should feel well enough tomorrow to run five miles as scheduled. i wish i had it in me to make up those four miles from yesterday, but i think that tonight calls for the couch and some sort of disney movie with my boys.