So I’ve had a migraine on and off since Monday. At times I have felt like crap on a stick. And on Tuesday night when it came back I just wanted to curl up in the fetal position and moan. So I went to bed early and did just that.
Then I got a chill. I believe I may have let out a frustrated sigh and hinted about it by saying something like, “I’ve got a chill!” So my knight in shining 500 thread count sheets skittered up and headed for the linen closet. He draped me in an extra blankie and I settled into sleep.
In the morning I had to grin as I looked more closely at the blanket and realized it was actually a tablecloth! And what’s more, there was a family I didn’t know having breakfast on me! OK, I made that last part up. But the tablecloth was darn cute and it did the trick, grabbed in the dark by a sleepy partner, sweetly wanting to make me comfortable and succeeding.
PS. I’m absolutely stunned by how many people suffer from migraines. I am going for a proper medical assessment but my symptoms are classic and, unfortunately, all too commonly experienced by women my age in the “peri-menopausal” stage of life. There is a lot of help out there these days, from advice on tracking the triggers to medications that allow you to go on with your day, unlike the older drugs that succeed only by knocking the sufferer out. If you get migraines, I feel for you like never before. It feels like death approaching. And when it leaves, it’s like the sun has come out for the first time ever!