So, the BCPs and the Lupron have both been making me really tired. If I get a rest in the middle of the day, I'm generally OK. But, if I don't, I feel horrible by the end of the day. Last night, I had a bit of a headache. I get headaches all the time, so it wasn't a big deal. Then, Linnell & I watched a show on TV, and it got really bad. Anything involving light can really exacerbate a migraine for me, so I'm desperately hoping that's what it was. This morning, I have a dull ache. Nothing like the horror of last night, so I'm hoping it is just sort of leftover sore from last night, and not the start of Lupron headaches.
I'm also feeling a bit crazy today. I'm upset about things that are normal, but to a degree that really isn't. I went on a cussing spree when I found that Linnell had once again put the dishes away wrong. (They end up in cupboards where I can't find them, and he stacks bowls and dishes on top of each other in a very precarious fashion.) I would have been angry about that anyway, but not usually so much that I want to drive down to his office (an hour and a half away) and rip his f*ing face off. And then cry.I get a bit whacked out when I'm in pain, so it could be that. I'm also stressed out right now about sending my daughter on a plane by herself. I know she'll be fine (She navigated the Paris metro by herself), but I'm still nervous. Plus, lots of other "daughter getting ready for high school" sorts of stresses. So, I don't know if it's stress, pain, or hormones, but I just want to eat donuts and drink Dew, then take a bath and nap for the rest of the day. Then, maybe some more donuts and Dew, another bath and another nap. And speak with nobody. Or I may just flip out.
I'm also feeling a bit crazy today. I'm upset about things that are normal, but to a degree that really isn't. I went on a cussing spree when I found that Linnell had once again put the dishes away wrong. (They end up in cupboards where I can't find them, and he stacks bowls and dishes on top of each other in a very precarious fashion.) I would have been angry about that anyway, but not usually so much that I want to drive down to his office (an hour and a half away) and rip his f*ing face off. And then cry.I get a bit whacked out when I'm in pain, so it could be that. I'm also stressed out right now about sending my daughter on a plane by herself. I know she'll be fine (She navigated the Paris metro by herself), but I'm still nervous. Plus, lots of other "daughter getting ready for high school" sorts of stresses. So, I don't know if it's stress, pain, or hormones, but I just want to eat donuts and drink Dew, then take a bath and nap for the rest of the day. Then, maybe some more donuts and Dew, another bath and another nap. And speak with nobody. Or I may just flip out.
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