So I have to remind myself, that not doing stuff is okay when I'm sick/depressed/dealing with shit.
More than okay, IMO. Sometimes, it's necessary.
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So I have to remind myself, that not doing stuff is okay when I'm sick/depressed/dealing with shit.
More than okay, IMO. Sometimes, it's necessary.
I'm thinking about going to Urgent Care for this migraine. I cannot believe how much it hurts. If I had this much pain in some other part of my body, I would be at Urgent Care already. I just don't know what they can do. I am not a good candidate for triptans (abortive meds), plus it's already been over 36 hours, so even if I were, I don't think they would work well anyway.
I kind of need to decide soon, because they close in an hour.
Steph, the one time I went to the walk-in for a migraine (hadn't gone away after like three or four days), they gave me a shot for the pain.
I don't have migraine experience but I say go to Urgent Care.
For that much pain, I'd consider Urgent Care.
Teppy, go.
Okay, going to go. Stupid painweasels.
Okay, going to go. Stupid painweasels.
Don't ask for plastic surgery or break up with Tim in the ER!
Wishing you a successful weasel-ectomy, Steph.
Adult-type things I have done this evening: dishes, scoop litter pans, update budget stuff and enter receipts, walk dog, open and sort backlog of mail, put away a few articles of clean clothing. Now to put away leftovers, clean slow cooker insert, stretch, and go to bed.
Sending much ~ma to Steph and Aimee today. Er, tonight.