...I wake up wanting to go back to sleep to escape pain.
...I'm lying on my bed in some contorted position with my hands over my eyes.
...I feel like there's a 100 lb football helmet glued to my head. Sometimes it's on fire.
...I can't raise my eyebrows b/c my forehead feels heavy and tight.
...I want to lie down but at the same time want my head suspended by something b/c anything touching it hurts worse.
...I'm thinking of crazy things that might make me feel better (floating in a sensory deprivation tank).
...I want to be little again so someone will pick me up and hold me and let me cry. You can't do this without looking ridiculous as an adult.
...I'm thinking of Red Day Redemption - something that will make me feel slightly better for even a short amount of time (my list so far includes Oreos and milk, walk at the park, eating a huge and delicious brownie at O'Charley's for lunch with Granny, talking to friends, going out for sushi, watching a movie and eating popcorn in bed...the list continues).
...I'm not feeling very big and brave.
...I'm trying to remember what my head felt like before headaches.
...naps don't hit the "reset" button in my head like they do on better days.
...I start going over the collection of meds I still have in my bathroom and get angry that nothing helps (and now I can't use the sleeping pills either).
...everything takes too much effort.
...I can't work at BigHouse (yes, that's a very good sign that it's a very bad day).
...I let headache thoughts infiltrate my real blog b/c I've already posted something in my headache blog today. :(
That's how you know.
