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the_rckEvery time I get a menstrual migraine, I swear that I'll never complain about cramps again. Of course, every time I get cramps, I forget that they're less miserable than the alternative (I only seem to get one or the other in any given cycle).
And yes, I'm complaining because I've got a menstrual migraine right now. It started last night, and I've only managed-- just barely-- to beat it back far enough that I can more or less function. I applied anaprox and ice last night in order to sleep, and I'm applying several meds to keep going today.
Mom's gone out. I'm not sure just what she'd up to, but she dislikes sitting around, and that's all that Delia and I are up to doing today. Delia has a cold, you see. She started a fever yesterday evening and still has it today. I suspect that she has a sore throat, too, but she seems to be the sort of person who will deny, when asked, that anything hurts in hopes that that will mean she's no longer sick, so I'm more inclined to pay attention to the fact that she keeps putting her hand across her neck than to her denial.
Delia's illness has changed our plans for today and tonight. I was going to leave her with Mom so that I could go into town to work on doing the inventory of her pre-school's library. I got in about three and a half hours of work there yesterday (I'd hoped for more, but various things delayed my departure until nearly eleven). Based on how far I got, I think I've another eight to ten remaining. I regret today because I can only work M-F between nine and four thirty and because I can't take Delia with me.
I'm pinning my hopes for completing the inventory on the week at the end of this month. Scott's scheduled vacation then, and the pre-school teacher will be in the building all week holding conferences. I'd rather not try to fit all of the work in then because it will mean that Scott can't do the things he has planned, but it's a safety net of sorts.
The other thing that we'd hoped to do today was to attend an early evening going away party in Saline. A couple we've known for years is moving out of state soon. Delia was invited to the party, too, and I expected that there would be several other kids there. We can't take her while she's still contagious, and I can't leave her alone with Mom under these circumstances (Mom offered), especially not when we likely wouldn't be back in time to put Delia to bed. Delia likes her Grandma well enough, but right now, she wants Mama. She'd probably accept Daddy as a substitute, but she'd be cranky about it.
Scott will probably go to the party for a short while, as short as is reasonable what with driving half an hour each way. I wish we both could, but it's not feasible. Also, given that I don't drive, it's not feasible for me to leave him with Delia and go over there. Even if it were, the migraine makes me feel that a large group of people might be a Very Bad Thing.
Of course, a small group of people might be nice... I like spending time with people under controlled circumstances (and in places where I'm comfortable). That's the weird part about being a moderate extrovert with agoraphobia, some bits of social phobia and lots and lots of generalized anxiety. Being social makes me feel both better and worse, and I have to try to figure out beforehand which will end up winning out.
And yes, I'm complaining because I've got a menstrual migraine right now. It started last night, and I've only managed-- just barely-- to beat it back far enough that I can more or less function. I applied anaprox and ice last night in order to sleep, and I'm applying several meds to keep going today.
Mom's gone out. I'm not sure just what she'd up to, but she dislikes sitting around, and that's all that Delia and I are up to doing today. Delia has a cold, you see. She started a fever yesterday evening and still has it today. I suspect that she has a sore throat, too, but she seems to be the sort of person who will deny, when asked, that anything hurts in hopes that that will mean she's no longer sick, so I'm more inclined to pay attention to the fact that she keeps putting her hand across her neck than to her denial.
Delia's illness has changed our plans for today and tonight. I was going to leave her with Mom so that I could go into town to work on doing the inventory of her pre-school's library. I got in about three and a half hours of work there yesterday (I'd hoped for more, but various things delayed my departure until nearly eleven). Based on how far I got, I think I've another eight to ten remaining. I regret today because I can only work M-F between nine and four thirty and because I can't take Delia with me.
I'm pinning my hopes for completing the inventory on the week at the end of this month. Scott's scheduled vacation then, and the pre-school teacher will be in the building all week holding conferences. I'd rather not try to fit all of the work in then because it will mean that Scott can't do the things he has planned, but it's a safety net of sorts.
The other thing that we'd hoped to do today was to attend an early evening going away party in Saline. A couple we've known for years is moving out of state soon. Delia was invited to the party, too, and I expected that there would be several other kids there. We can't take her while she's still contagious, and I can't leave her alone with Mom under these circumstances (Mom offered), especially not when we likely wouldn't be back in time to put Delia to bed. Delia likes her Grandma well enough, but right now, she wants Mama. She'd probably accept Daddy as a substitute, but she'd be cranky about it.
Scott will probably go to the party for a short while, as short as is reasonable what with driving half an hour each way. I wish we both could, but it's not feasible. Also, given that I don't drive, it's not feasible for me to leave him with Delia and go over there. Even if it were, the migraine makes me feel that a large group of people might be a Very Bad Thing.
Of course, a small group of people might be nice... I like spending time with people under controlled circumstances (and in places where I'm comfortable). That's the weird part about being a moderate extrovert with agoraphobia, some bits of social phobia and lots and lots of generalized anxiety. Being social makes me feel both better and worse, and I have to try to figure out beforehand which will end up winning out.
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Date: 2007-08-10 06:06 pm (UTC)Sorry to hear about the migraine. One of my co-workers gets one of them EVERY MONTH -- she is always short on sick/vacation hours because of it. I don't know how you guys stand that -- I'd have probably demanded a hysterectomy at gunpoint if I'd had to deal with migraines, too!
Anyway, I hear you. As an introvert, I like small gatherings best. If things work out, I may be having a smallish party for my birthday -- do you think you could deal with a restaurant?
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Date: 2007-08-10 07:18 pm (UTC)I'm lucky on the menstrual migraines. Sometimes I go a year or more without one. This year, though, I've had-- Let's see... three, I think, since January. Before that, it had been years. I think I get them more when it's hot and when I'm out in the heat more than a little bit.