what I don't understand is how you can type (typo free) while having a raging migraine. Damn.
I AM A GOD. As far as you know. (I also made a pumpkin pie when we got back from urgent care, because we have a family shindig today and you really have to make pumpkin pies the day before.)
Mostly it's that I'm used to functioning with them, so I think I've developed some adaptation skills. Or I'm lucky.
Steph, I went to a neurologist recently about headaches and she put me on nortriptyline, which has really helped me. For a couple of weeks, I had literally no headaches. I still can get them for whatever reason (sinus stuff, migraine, tension headache), but they're much less intense.
I think my mom takes amitriptyline for migraines (I think nortriptyline is a metabolite of amitriptyline). And my understanding is that nortriptyline is also helpful for insomnia and IBS.
But you can't drink on it, boo. Still, I think it could be worth it.
Teppy I hope you and Tim heal quickly.
Work is eating my brain. The other person who was full time in my position (and had worked for the company for SIX years - but mostly at a different store) left. Her last day was Thursday. She's still going to work on an extremely part time basis but it leaves me with one less resource.
Also my superivisor doesn't have someone she wants to put into the position. I think someone expressed interest but she's not keen on having him there or maybe he changed his mind. So there are going to be 2 part time people working and me while my supervisor tries to recruit someone from the store. They don't hire externally for the position because of the extensive knowledge you're supposed to have (they made an exception for me).
And the schedule has been messed up with weird hours and gaps in coverage. Turns out my department manager decided to let the computer's automatic scheduling go to work instead of having my supervisor do it by hand. Huge screw up. Gaps in coverage, weird coverage, and not enough hours for certain people. So that experiment is hopefully a fail.
But Will took the day off yesterday and we spent the day together and it was really low key. Mostly because of my PMS. We talked about going to see Thor but stayed home and watched White Collar and Bob's Burgers instead.
But you can't drink on it, boo.
I...did not know that. Though I never have more than one drink, and I'm on a pretty low dose.
It looks like the primary dangers are an increased sedative effect -- it doesn't put me to sleep at all, so if it did, that would be a benefit -- and an increase in suicidal thoughts -- and I'm not on it as an AD.
When I went on amitryptaline, 20+ years ago, I gained 30 pounds in a flash. YMMV, of course.
I need to curl up in a corner somewhere. My day started with someone walking away with my cart at Costco with several reusable bags in it, including one given to me as a hs graduation gift - a big LL Bean tote with my name embroidered on it. I'm still cranky but it seems pretty trivial considering what followed.
I came home to a very upset roommate. White fonting because animal death follows (not mine, thank God).
One neighbor's little shitzu got into another neighbor's yard. They have a pit that stays outside. The pit attacked the shitzu while its owners cheered her on. They filmed it. There were kids watching. The dog died. My roommate called the SPCA on them. I feel sick every time I think about it. My other roommate is getting ready to adopt a ten lb dog. I don't even know.
How do people become that inured? What happened to them?
Then I went to a baby shower, which was nice.
Then I went to see 12 Years a Slave. I haven't been that destroyed
by a movie since Hotel Rwanda. I think I'm going to feed my animals and go to bed.
THEY FILMED IT? WTF?? I hope they get the book thrown at them.
Fifty bucks says best case scenario is that the pit gets put down and they get another one.
What the ever-loving fuck, smonster?
Oh, Smonster, that's so awful.
