#headache

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some people really need to understand that there’s a difference between saying ‘they’re a good character’ and ‘they’re a good person’

Me: This villain is a really good character!

Some fucker at tumbler dot com: Um you do realize they KILL people right? Or are you OKAY with that??? You’re cool with murder???? Wouldn’t mind if they killed your family!!!??? I’m calling the police

[ Gif of the green and red Power Rangers clutching at their heads and writhing in pain ]

Yesterday I awoke in a haze. My birthday had been a few nights before and I had spent most of my “raw foods” lead in day hungover. I already failed myself by caving to go get ramen in the morning instead of eating a salad. Oh well, that ramen was delicious and now I remember it as my last meal before jumping off the ledge. I was good the rest of the day, but my dog kept me up all night with his ridiculous poop needs. These are the times I really miss Derric because getting out of bed 4 times a night to let the dog out is akin to torture. Anyway, after a horrible night’s sleep, I woke up and realized that I would not be making breakfast as usual. I had to produce a bland vegetable soup instead.

It was my first day off from work in 9 days and I had made plans to meet up with some friends at the beach. I drank my soup broth, packed a Suja juice and headed toward the ocean. The beach was nice and it was a warm day so my friend and I decided to go get fruit smoothies. After that, she had to go to work so went back home. On the ride home, I was feeling a little anxious and began to develop a headache. “What am I going to do with myself tonight? No beer, no dinner… I’m not going to be eating real food for over a week!” The thoughts started to attack me, but I tried to ignore them. I found myself passing time by working on a few things in photoshop and suddenly, it was 9pm. I heated up some more broth, thankful to have something other than fruit juice to sustain me for a little while longer. I drank my broth and watched Masterchef (a poor choice). After a few more shows, I made myself my first cup of Smooth Move laxative tea. My head was still hurting, but I got into bed and read a few chapters from “And the Mountains Echoed” before attempting to go to sleep.

My stomach was hurting pretty badly as I hadn’t had anything to “eat” in a while and the laxative tea wasn’t helping. Eventually I fell asleep and wouldn’t you know it, the damn dog decides its time to go out right as I start to doze. I take him out, get back in bed and fall into a light sleep until about 7am.

I came out of my dreamland and realized that today was the big day. My headache had diminished a little, but I couldn’t fall back asleep due to the excitement (anxiety) and I knew that I needed to do that salt water flush thing before my body starting aching for sustenance. I was a little concerned with how I would react since I had never tried it before. It sucked having to drink a full liter of salt water, but it wasn’t as bad as everyone says it is. It tastes unpleasant yes, but it’s way easier to chug than beer. I started having the urge to “go” after about 15 minutes and it was on and off for about 2 hours. I made my lemonade after the first time I hit up the bathroom and began to drink it to sooth my hungry tummy. I decided to watch Hell’s Kitchen in bed (another poor choice) and eventually I fell back to sleep.

I woke up around noon feeling well rested, but a little uneasy. I made some more lemonade and debated what I was going to do with my day off. Nothing seemed appealing, but I figured it was just the fact that there would be no delicious food to look forward to that was making me feel unmotivated. I got on my computer and did my favorite thing ever, which is to plan out my life on google calendar. I decided that I should walk the dog and go to the store to pick up a few items. After I took a shower and started getting ready, the dull, hazy feeling sort of dissipated and I felt a lot more energized. I went to the store and the bank and came back home around 4:30pm. I finished my third serving of lemonade and had to make more.

It’s now 5:45pm and I have been sitting here recounting things for about 45 minutes. I am a few gulps into my fourth serving for the day and I am thinking that on days like today where I am not being super active, I probably will only drink about 6-7 servings. I am sort of dreading being done with this post because then I have to go find something else to do to take my mind off of the next few days… Unfortunately, I have been scheduled to work back-to-back double shifts this weekend and there is also a staff meeting at 9am tomorrow morning (which totally blows and ruins my SWF schedule). I’m hoping that I will be fine. I think I will just bring more lemonade. Yup, more lemonade. 5:53pm. I guess I’ll go paint my toenails or something.

When the whumpee has a horrible headache, and although they don’t say anything, the caretaker notices them wincing at every loud noise fairly quickly. The caretaker quietly asking the whumpee if they’re alright, and the whumpee muttering that they’re fine, but the caretaker giving them a look, and the whumpee glancing away and admitting that their head is pounding. The caretaker closing all the curtains, then getting a glass of water for the whumpee and getting the whumpee settled on the couch with their head in the caretaker’s lap. The caretaker gently stroking the whumpee’s hair and massaging their scalp until the whumpee drifts off to sleep, hoping they’d feel better when they wake up. 

When the whumpee has a horrible headache, but they’re stuck waiting for a friend to pick them up. The caretaker who is waiting with them letting the whumpee curl up with their head in their lap, and playing with their hair to try to distract them. The whumpee mostly dozing off by the time their friend arrives to pick them up, and the caretaker carrying them to the car. The caretaker gently sitting them down and buckling their seatbelt for them, and explaining to the friend how to take care of the whumpee once they’ve gotten them home.

Stolen from the Instagram

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Migraine times!

I was told today I’m like a walking accident. It may be true nothing like starting the Christmas season with a head injury Different kind of red head today

Hudson & Rex s03e03:“I’m Glad To See You’re Awake.”

All you can eat ice-cream headache

It seems that Ebola is all over the news lately, and it can be super scary. You don’t even know what it is, let alone how to get it and what it can do to you. That’s why we wanted to share what we know with you; that way, you can stay more informed and maybe a little less freaked out by the unknown.

What is Ebola? It’s an infectious disease that typically causes death. With it, people with the disease often have fevers and extreme internal bleeding.

How does Ebola spread? It can be transferred through contact with infected bodily fluids - blood, saliva, etc. - by a “filovirus” (the Ebola virus). It is not airborne. We do not know its host species yet.

What are the symptoms of Ebola? The symptoms include high fevers and bleeding, as we mentioned. However, they also include headaches, stomach pains, sore throats and lack of appetite.

How do you cure Ebola? Right now, there is no known cure. However, it is possible for victims to be treated and recover if they are offered intensive care.

However, the cases of Ebola in the United States are few and far between. If you are sure to keep clean by washing your hands and wiping counters down, you will typically be just fine. We recommend carrying around a personal container of hand sanitizer, if that helps you feel more at ease.

 

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