Today I’ve had a fuzzy head for a lot of the time. In fact, weird isn’t really the word. I got through the day at work, which actually wasn’t too much of a chore, but kept getting pains in my head. These continued throughout the day and into the evening. I’ve had tablets but can feel them going off now as it’s getting ever harder to think.
So, to bed I go soon, with pain relief topped up.
In the past, these have become middle of the night terrors – I use that word as I hate the moments when a full on migraine takes over my body. They always begin in my stomach, which I don’t know is normal, then progress up my body along with sweating and the rising panic that I can’t control my body that well. The last time this happened, I couldn’t see, didn’t know what to do. Shouting for Mrs Pitts and waking her up at 3:30am didn’t go down well, but I couldn’t do much else.
Hopefully, this won’t happen tonight. But I’m not taking any chances and going earlier than normal.
