Today cancelled due to migraine. Typical.

I'm just getting over a migraine that came on like a lightning bolt yesterday. (Normally, I can feel them coming, gathering strength and evilness, which gives me time to take drugs in the hopes of keeping it from getting bad. But yesterday's was literally -- one minute, my head was fine, and the next there was elephant-kicking-my-face pain.) I am doped up as much as I can be without lapsing into unconsciousness, and it's finally slowly abating.

Stoopid migraines. They should be banned.

Stoopid migraines. They should be banned.

I've just spent three hours alternately sleeping and throwing up. I agree with your statement entirely.

Steph, I hope you're feeling better soon. It's never good when they come on too fast to take stuff that helps.

I would like to ask my body why it's so determined to sabotage my dissertation. I mean, did I do something to piss it off? (Apart from all the liver-destroying. And weight-gaining. And sleep deprivation. And failure to exercise. And... yeah, OK.)

{{{Teppy & Seska}}} Migraine~ma.

I've just spent three hours alternately sleeping and throwing up. I agree with your statement entirely.

Mine came on about 3 p.m. yesterday, so I had 2 more hours of work, staring at a computer monitor (light is the worst pain when I have a migraine), AND my desk directly faces west, looking at a full wall of windows. No clouds, early sunset, oh my fucking god.

I didn't progress to the throwing up stage, but it was touch and go for awhile.

Steph, I hope you're feeling better soon. It's never good when they come on too fast to take stuff that helps.

It's about 85% gone, so one more round of drugs should crush it for good. I hope.

Hugs and ~ma going out to those in need.

Also a request for some ~ma for a high school friend who is battling breast cancer for the second time. She's 39. Her FB status today says it all:

Today is the day. Bye bye boobies. I liked you, until you tried to kill me. Thanks for the mammories.

What a woman!

That is a woman of many virtues, GC. Definitely sending the ~ma her way.

GC, tons of ~ma for your friend.

Egad, I'm sorry for all the miserable headachiness running through all the Bitches' heads. I have sometimes thought that if I ever somehow got that one magic wish you could wish for to fix anything in the universe, I'd let someone else worry about world peace and global warming and use mine to wish for a universally effective, no-side-effects migraine cure.

If you did decide to do that, I am generally handy and know other handy-type peoples who'd be happy to make it less cold, drafty, and leaky.

We'll definitely take you up on that someday; right now, we've just got to get her to actually sleep the night through in her own bed. If she can't do it two feet from us just yet, she's definitely not ready for the other end of the house.

I have all kinds of neat ideas, though, like beaded curtains and a wee sofabed to make a cozy den by day/bed by night. Someday, when she's sleeping through the night and we have more than two thin dimes to rub together.

Surgery~ma for Connie's husband and Glam's friend (who reminds me of my friend who went from diagnosis to mastectomy in a couple of weeks just recently and maintained a similar attitude (she is doing great and back at work already, took her first shower since the surgery this morning!))

And anti-headache~ma for all.

Aims, have you seen this book?