Not so Bad?

I didn’t really sleep last night, but lay curled in a ball on my side. Aside from some urgent puking at around 3 am, things seemed to go okay. Husband leaped out of bed at the clank of the bucket and grabbed the Gravol. I’m still nauseated as hell, and I have the bed spins when I lay on my back.

Husband whispered he would take me to the ER this morning as soon as he got everything settled, but of course I’m feeling better now, although my stomach is still lurching. I wonder if it’s just time or if it was a migraine. If it’s bad again, I’m going. It seems to be worse if anything touches the back of my head, or if I’m not laying on my side.

I guess we shall see what the next few hours brings.

 

On another note, I’ve accepted that I’m too sensitive for social media right now. Really, I’m too sensitive for more than one person at a time right now. I’m not going to go all dramatic and post some goodbye notices, but I’m just acknowledging that it’s not you, it’s me. And that’s okay.

Facebook: where everyone is sure you’re an asshole, and they can’t wait to prove it to you.

Okay, popped some Benadryl. Pray for me.

I need this to be done. My daughter has a dance performance tonight, it’s going to run long and late. My husband should go, and I need to be here with our 13-year-old. He won’t last (autism).

My eyes aren’t right. They aren’t focusing. It’s like it’s foggy, or my glasses are steamed up a bit. Or my eye is lagging. My neck is really sore. I’m so worn out. Today will be quiet. I hope it helps.

Stay flexible my Zebra pals. And hang on, here go the bed spins again! 😄

 

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