Monday morning I woke up with the mother-of-all-sinus headaches. It was concentrated on one side of my face, which, when I thought about it, felt numb. I dragged my sorry rump into work, and it helped take my mind off of things for a while. Like how I was certain my eyeball was going to merge with my left nostril and all of my teeth were going to fall out. I guess I should be thankful that I was partially successful in stemming the flow of drool coming out of the corner of my mouth.

I'm am (knock-wood) one of the fortunate sorts who rarely, if ever, have any type of headache. If I am unlucky to have one, a nice shot of bourbon dose of Tylenol or something along those lines will do the trick. Unfortunately, that is not the case for this one.

I made the mistake of kind of forgetting to eat dinner last night, what with all of the homework (no running around last night!) and bath and bedtime routines. And trying to listen to Chickie talk about this really cool boy she likes (she rarely shares this with me), and soothing Meelie's concern over that fact that she will never learn cursive...I just kind of forgot.

BIG mistake. Top that off with the fact that I couldn't stomach breakfast that day, nor did I eat all that much at lunch because it was just too much effort? REALLY BIG MISTAKE.

I woke up rather queasy on Wednesday morning, and there was no improvement in the headache department. It seemed to have worsened overnight, but that was mostly likely because I was tired, and sick, and my ability to cope was at an all time low. Because I hadn't really eaten in a while, my old friend "acid reflux" decided to rear its ugly head, and I did the whole "drive by dry heave" thing for about 5 minutes.

Lord, where was I? I was so mired down in self pity for a moment I forgot.

The upshot was, I stayed home from work on Tuesday, and spent the entire time telling myself that it was ok. I have a bad habit of ignoring things, such as the fact that I was about to lose half my face, when work is involved. I managed to rest all day and watch TV that didn't include animated characters. I'm better, but the head still hurts.

I would love nothing more than to just crawl into bed right now. I know that my husband would be more than willing to take over on the kid front. He's good like that. But we have arranged a telephone call with my sister-in-law for 9:00pm (our time) and I need to be awake for that. I guess I could easily cop out on that, but I don't want to, and judging by the way I feel, that's surprising to me. It's important to her, important enough to schedule a call, so that makes it automatically important enough for me to be there.

But after that? I'm going to bed and covering my head with a pillow. I'm hoping that things will be better in the morning.

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