A headache story

I have had a headache for at least three weeks. Since before Christmas. I simply have attributed it to holiday stress/MIL stress/work stress/allergies and other general what-nots. However, yesterday I headed out and did a little shopping at IKEA and headed over to Amy’s house. During our visit the headache continued to pound and pound. Which made laughing with her and her husband increasingly difficult. Finally, I simply stated that I thought I had a brain tumor- right here- and I needed to curl up in a ball and die. She offered me some Excedrin and icy water and I swished them down, grabbed my children and went home. It was only 3pm and I grabbed my pj’s and went to bed. Jacob entertained himself with the Wii and Emily hit the block with her friends. I tried to die. After about an hour I thought that Amy was crazy and that whatever she had given me simply was not going to work because I simply still felt horrible. I continued to try and die until, suddenly, I felt fine. Not only did I feel fine I felt the best I had felt in 6 months!

We had purchased this beautiful new dresser with some Christmas money and are in the process of trying to clean our room and move out of the old dresser and into the new dresser and organize the HOT SPOT that is the master bedroom. Not much work had been put into it the project because of the horrible headache I had had for the past three weeks. But then, I suddenly felt good. And so I moved, and grooved and once Josh got home, he moved the old dresser into the garage and we moved some other bedroom furniture around. And I cleaned the master bathroom. Now, this is a feat in itself. I hate to clean the bathroom with a white hot passion. I HATE it. But it was disgusting and I had to clean it. But I never could convince myself to clean. But know I felt so good and I had some cute new bathroom stuff from IKEA that I wasn’t going to put into a filthy bathroom. So I cleaned. And cleaned. And cleaned. I cleaned the drawers in the cabinets out and I cleaned under the faucets and I comet cleaned the tub. It was amazing. It is so beautiful that I would let anybody use it right now. And that’s saying something.

I filed all the loose documents into our file case and cleaned off our bookshelf of the books that need to go to Half-Price Books and threw away things that were 4 years old. Things that had not been gone through since we moved to Austin. It was a big day, because Josh threw away all the documentation from the assault in New Mexico. And that was amazing to see him say, “Just toss it.” I still have TONS of work to do to get the entire bedroom clean, but it is cleaner than it has been in years. There is still a kitchen table on its side and piles of pictures I need to go through and sort, but I also have at least three clean table tops and a desire to get it all done. Hopefully tonight. Josh had to finally make me stop working at 10 because I think I would have kept going all night if I didn’t have work to wake up for today.

It was simply fabulous. I know that I am stopping at the drug store at lunch and picking up some of that fabulous Excedrin, because I haven’t felt that good in years. And if I have been living with a Migraine for the past couple of weeks I know that I don’t want to have to live with one for one more minute ever. I wish I had taken before pictures, even though it would have been so embarrassing to show those, but I will defiantly post after pictures once I complete the entire project.