I have had the same headache since Sunday. All kinda kicked off with what I like to call an investigation hang over. Where when you stay up til four in the morning looking for dead folks and then sleep on your team leader's couch instead of a bed. I guess it would have been better if the kids wheren't there. They were good this time, but I suppose I'm constantly tense, waiting for them to wake me up screaming or to wake me up to get them doughnuts or make them breakfast.
Anyways, this is pushed on by horomones (yay) and again, not sleeping like I should. And when I do sleep, I have these violent or acid trip dreams which don't help any at all. So I wake up feeling like I just got beat up.
It hasn't been constant. I take some pain meds, its gone while they last, but as soon as they wear off, bam, back on. I've tried all the regular homeopathic remadies that usually work. Nothing.
Ah, its such a pain in the ass. Well, head. You ever have migranes, you understand what I mean. It kinda drives you nuts. Which when I was having them really, really bad in the Dec-Feb time, I think I did go a little crazy. But they were really bad. Enough to send me to the hospital once and the doctor about four times.
Its crap. I just want them to stop. But for the mean time, I just want someone to be there for me when they hit and just be there should impeding break down occure. But Mommy is working full time at the women's shelter and sister only shares a vehicle with her fiance. So, its just me and the dogs and cats. I'll learn to deal.
Anyways, this is pushed on by horomones (yay) and again, not sleeping like I should. And when I do sleep, I have these violent or acid trip dreams which don't help any at all. So I wake up feeling like I just got beat up.
It hasn't been constant. I take some pain meds, its gone while they last, but as soon as they wear off, bam, back on. I've tried all the regular homeopathic remadies that usually work. Nothing.
Ah, its such a pain in the ass. Well, head. You ever have migranes, you understand what I mean. It kinda drives you nuts. Which when I was having them really, really bad in the Dec-Feb time, I think I did go a little crazy. But they were really bad. Enough to send me to the hospital once and the doctor about four times.
Its crap. I just want them to stop. But for the mean time, I just want someone to be there for me when they hit and just be there should impeding break down occure. But Mommy is working full time at the women's shelter and sister only shares a vehicle with her fiance. So, its just me and the dogs and cats. I'll learn to deal.