Today, Day Two is the Recovery Day.
It hit at 8:05 yesterday morning. I was at work, ironically making coffee! I fought it until 10:30 before I realized that Resistance is Futile and headed home.
I've pretty much been parked on the couch from them until now, just after 6:00 p.m.
Bill got me a taco salad for lunch yesterday, sometimes I can't eat but yesterday it helped.
I hate migraines! I had 15 millions stress fairies visiting me last year (actually for the last 2+ years) and only had one migraine. This year? The stress ran away. And I'm on # 3 for the year, and it's a multi-day attack.
Sometimes the recovery is worse than the actual headache.
1 comment:
i hate the nausea stage. And yes they are very tiring. Froggy
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