Night has fallen on day 7 of the never-ending headache & I think the time has finally come to try to get into the doctor.

(Please God, let them be able to see me tomorrow.)

Why?….

Oh, a couple of reasons.

[said nonchalantly]

• Didn’t get more than 45 minutes of sleep at a time last night
• Crying when I realized not even Excedrin Migraine works only made it hurt worse
• Bending over to feed & pet the dogs, tie my shoes or sweep up the mud tracked in from all this rain only the intensifies the pain
• I’ll say something & the last word of the sentence comes out completely different from than the word I had in my brain, head – see what I mean?
• I feel dizzy from time to time
• I feel nauseous occasionally
• I refuse to turn my head to the right because I know I can’t do it without grimacing
• And the best I could manage for Eric’s birthday dinner tonight was a weak Chicken & Dumplings and homemade cake wreck that rivaled my best ever failure (got pictures & everything to show you later)

That & I’m totally losing any sense of humor I once had.

Can’t figure out how to write something funny to blog about to save my soul.

Oh, I got stories…like the puppy sticking her tongue to the metal air compressor box outside this week when it was freezing outside .

Can you say ‘ssstttthhhhuuuuucccckkkk‘? But that’s the best I got.

See?…

I gotta get this fixed.

Pronto. (damn) Fast.