AAAAAAAAAAAGH
Aug. 28th, 2011 10:16 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
railentheCountdown to Judgem—rrrrghhh…: 22 Days
*flops onto bed*
Work wasn’t so difficult today, but…I’ve been going through the last several days dealing with a migraine of varying intensity. I’d thought I’d gotten through the worst of it, but the most annoying artifact of my migraines has made a comeback.
I’ve got, like, zero strength going on in my muscles right now. Part of it is migraine. The other side is stress (which may have caused the migraine in the first place…though I suspect the pot-smoking bastards in that one room earlier this week). With only three doses of my medicine left, I’ve been portioning them off to make them last until a refill is ready. And I can’t go to grab it until Thursday. Because it won’t be ready until Thursday.
Which would normally not be so bad except I’ve got a migraine NOW, DAMMIT, and I’d like to not deal with that for so long, OK O My Headache Giver?
…Goddess help me I’m a wreck. *violent headdesk*
…at least the floor’s clean, shined, and sterilized.
Add this to the threatening cloud that is Monday Night Date Night, and I’m in a jam. I’m supposed to enjoy it with rolling muscle spasms, muscle cramps, and a migraine? WHEE FUN. Not.
Incidentally that’s why I vanished last night. I could NOT pick myself back up after I laid down after dinner. It was like a Windows error message. Picture the following in Windows boxes, if you will:
· Arms have stopped responding. No solution is available at this time.
· Legs have stopped responding. No solution is available at this time.
· Legs have begun behaving erratically and must be shut down. No solution is available at this time.
· Head has stopped responding. No solution is available at this time.
In all seriousness, though, I feel like total crap. Even a trip to the gym would be no help—and I always feel better after pounding iron. I’m thinking if there’s no improvement on Tuesday, I’m dragging myself to the clinic for a workup. I should not feel like someone’s sliced my bad leg open and then dumped salt into it—then sewn it back up. And it CERTAINLY shouldn’t be as widespread as it is.
…screw it. I’ll take the damn medicine. I need to be functional in the morning. Just for fun, let’s roll a d20 and see the odds of that. …
…
WHY SPARKLES?! *rolled a 1*
Oh well. Could be worse.
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Date: 2011-08-29 03:37 am (UTC)If only there was some sort of magic TEA blend that could dull migraines.
Okay let's try and think of something positive:
Emperor Mateus, reclining magnificently on his throne on the top floor of Pandaemonium.
He lightly twirls his scepter in one hand with a casual smirk.
Chained to the throne with an iron collar is Jecht, robbed of clothing and his skin coated with raw red marks where a whip has struck.
On the right hand arm of the throne rests Ultimecia, her legs stretching over Mateus in a seductive and possessive manner to imply that she is free to do as she wishes on him. She chuckles darkly and coils the whip around her hand.
Oh and did I mention that Mateus is shirtless?
Have fun with this image.
It could be worse. You haven't heard the gory details.
Date: 2011-08-29 03:45 am (UTC)ELSENEEDS TO BE WORRIED ABOUT IT.ALSO. YUMMMMMMMM.
*files away*
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Date: 2011-08-29 03:53 am (UTC)Well I hope your condition improves swiftly and if you're still feeling crap tommorow I'll lob some Tidus/Exdeath crack or Kujerra fluff fic your way.
You and me both.
Date: 2011-08-29 03:58 am (UTC)Meanwhile, I am going to try and get some sleep. I finally trust my legs to get me out of this mushy-squooshy chair…
and also am infinitely amused that my browser's spell-checker seems to recognize the phrase "mushy-squooshy."
LALALA OFFTOPIC
Date: 2011-08-29 12:34 pm (UTC)LADIDA ALSO OFFTOPIC
Date: 2011-08-29 10:07 pm (UTC)Maybe now Sparkles'll stop BETRAYING ME *D20 FIVE!*