On Sunday afternoon, I went for an outing to visit some girlfriends in Clayton, and I went empty handed.
I did not bring a plate of cookies. I did not bring my pocketbook.
And so when the migraine started, I had no Maxalt. Bummer.
I decided to suffer quietly, because the plan was to stay for an hour only anyway. Plus we drove 30 minutes to get there. And I figured that the morphine ought to help keep the headache under control anyway.
So I sat through the sparkly lights and it wasn't too bad.
By the time I got home, the real headache had started, and I took Maxalt then and went to sleep.
When Lou brought my parents home from the airport, I got up and ate dinner with them.
Lou cooked the steaks, and they were excellent. Patsy handled the side dishes. Omer and I did nothing!
But I was unable to really wake up and be perky, and so I went right back to bed as soon as I could.
Today I woke up at 6:00am feeling really good!
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