Wednesday, 5 November 2008

Feel my pain...

Congrats to Obama. I'm looking forward to seeing where things go from here.

I had my first-ever migraine yesterday. It was crap. I always thought people were exaggerating. Like, how bad can a headache be? Bad, I tell you. Reeeeeeaalllllly bad. I felt like a bee got inside my head and stung me all over my brain, which then swelled to the size of a lifeboat. I couldn't even see straight. Poor TSC was distraught - he hates it when he can't fix my problems ;-)

Thankfully it seems to have subsided and I just have a dull throbbing left over. Looking at the PC screen probably isn't helping.

At least the migraine wasn't the result of something stupid I did. Usually when I'm in pain it's because I've either tripped over something, stuck my hand on something really hot (like the iron when I was a kid. I wanted to see if it was hot. It was) or fallen down a hole / stairs / hill etc...

Sometimes it's just my pride that gets hurt, like the time I was at a larny dance / ball thing with an ex-boyfriend who was trying to convince me that we should still be together, wearing a beautiful long white lacey skirt with a train. You know what happened, right? Someone pulled his chair out onto my train as I was walking onto the dance floor and I fell flat on my ass with my feet in the air. Very dignified. You can bet I was blushing to my elbows. Well, at least the ex gave up the chase!

Then there was the time... I was at boarding school, in my cubicle. We each had a cubicle with a bed, cupboard and desk in it. The entrance was just covered with a flimsy curtain. So when you walked down the passage between the two rows of cubicles, you could often catch a glimpse of someone through the chink in the curtain. On this occasion, I had just taken a shower and was standing wrapped in my luminous green towel, looking for my hairbrush (which is always, ALWAYS escaping me, even today). I had my radio on and a catchy tune came on just as I found the brush and picked it up. So I did what any girl would do and started singing into my "microphone", shaking my ass and throwing some serious dance moves as I lip-synched along.

Little did I realise that there was an audience of about five girls watching me through the gap in my stupid curtain. If my towel had fallen off at that moment, I'm sure I would have been blushing way past my elbows!

8 comments:

Kitty Cat said...

Sorry about the migraine, I've never had one (touch wood) but I do believe they're bad.
Ha ha, I love to sing into a hairbrush after a shower! But not with an audience....

Gill said...

Snap! I can TRULY sympathise. I get migraines (hormonal!) but they are usually of the fairly mediocre 24 hour variety - well this latest one started on Monday mid-day and continued until late last night. I managed to limp through my day (just!), but by last night I was "man-down". Today I am all cotton-wooly headed and limp.... not much fun!

I really hope it was a once off for you!

boldly benny said...

Shame re the migraine - hope it is completely gone!
Loved your embarrassing tales because those kinds of things happen to me all the time - love that you blush until your elbows, that is so cute!

po said...

Ug migraines are awful I am sorry you get them. I got one twice after eating wierd combinations of food.

Your stories are brilliant, I am glad I am not the only one who falls over and other crazy stuff!

Miss T said...

Oh no lass...I get them all the time and i also used to think before that ppl were exaggerating. Feel your pain. Only thing that kills it for me is double strength Nurofen. Keep some for next time...but i hope there isn't

Slyde said...

sorry about the headaches... thankfully thats a problem i never had to suffer thru..

Laura said...

Migraines suck totally! I suffer from them - its HORRIBLE!!

You actually should go home - only thing to get it gone is to sleep!!!

Had to lol at your stories though!

ARGH blogger doesnt want to let WP leave comments today!

A Cuban In London said...

I commiserate with your pain. As for Obama, the hard work starts now, but what a brilliant, historic moment.

Greetings from London.