Last night about 8PM, I ate some salsa with our neighbor, who'd come over to talk to Milady. Around 9, the salsa got its revenge: I got a migraine. A "spray the whole bathroom with vomit" migraine. This morning, I felt like someone had picked up my brain, used the inside of my head for hammer practice, and thrown the brain back in sideways.
What's worse, I may be getting day 2 of it. If anyone's still reading, I'd appreciate a quick prayer of healing.
(update 5/26: It looks like it's not getting worse, so I think it's just aftershocks, not a full-blown continuation of the attack. One can hope.)
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