*yawn*
I had a migraine last night, and Mac came home at the point where I was starting to become confused and needing to throw up. I thought I was going to die. He came home just in time because when I get to that point, I can’t take care of Ada. Any little noise makes my head feel like it is going to explode, and I have to find a way to knock myself out in a cool, dark and quiet room. Even though I was asleep from 7:30 – midnight and then 1:30 – 6:00, I still feel exhausted. I always feel exhausted after a migraine.
I hope that was my migraine for the rest of this week because Mac has to go to Vegas again today and won’t be back until late Friday night. If you are one of my in-laws or even any Lawrence person that I know and you get a call from me this week that doesn’t make any sense, what it translates to is “get over to my house and help me with Ada because I’m dying.”
