Ok, so I’m about eight hours into one of my all-day-headaches. I get a headache of some sort almost every day, and usually a couple Excedrin in the morning gets me right for the rest of the day.
This is not one of those days.
I think I dreamed myself into this headache because I woke up with it. Or rather, this headache woke me up. I remember having some kind of complex dream about work. I’m trying to integrate a database and some existing documents to generate documents on-the-fly for one of the departments and with the deadline fast-approaching, I’m stuck on where to begin. Nevertheless, it’s enough to give me a headache when I’m awake, let alone in a dream.
Once I woke up, I dutifully took a couple Excedrin and waited. Nothing happened. (Well, maybe a little, tiny bit of relief). Now, after staring at the computer for about 5 hours, the pain is raging back with a vengeance. It’s one of those headaches where you feel like a cartoon character, and you swear that your head is getting bigger and smaller with each beat of your heart. Maybe that’s just me, but I’m getting ready to drill a couple holes in my skull to let the pain out.
My final line of defense is the emergency Imitrex I keep in my desk, but I won’t take that unless I’m on the verge of blacking out. Imitrex does weird things to me. Oh, it obliterates even my worst headaches, but the last time I took one, I got real hot and sweaty and don’t remember anything that happened afterwards the rest of that day.
The worst part is that I can’t concentrate on anything, and that means I can’t get anything done. Not getting anything done makes me anxious, and anxiety gives me a headache. Great. I’m screwed.
Now I have to do twice as much tomorrow.