It's back. Saying that makes me feel like I'm stuck in a Stephen King movie. Last night after I posted my blog, I had a moment of "Well, let's just clean this house, starting with the bathroom," so off I went. Made me feel good to get something done, and I DID feel a LOT better about everything. Went to bed slightly after midnight, only to wake up at 2:30 because hubby's fire radio went off. Possible 10-89, which is radio speak for, "Somebody is dead." Which gives volunteer firemen not much to do besides roll the dude off the bed, say "yep, he's dead..." and wait for the sheriff, coroner, ambulance, etc. Which means waiting about 2 hours when you live out in the sticks. I usually don't sleep well when he's on a call in the middle of the night, and this was no exception! I knew his sister lived close to the street address that they were called to, but I wasn't sure of her exact address. I know (or at least know of) everyone that lives around them, and I knew I wouldn't sleep at all if I didn't get up and drag out the phone book to see who it was... I narrowed it down, realized it was NOT my family, said a prayer for the people I thought it was, and tried to sleep. Hubby came in @ 4:45, didn't go back to sleep, and got ready for work.
Wometime while I was scrubbing the mat in the tub, I realized my head had not hurt -- AT ALL -- for a few days. Ha. ha. Hahaha. Sometime between the fire call and hubby coming back home, I woke up to another stupid migraine. Or is it sinus related? Because now I also have a stuffy nose and drainy sinuses. Well, the sinus/cold medicine didn't take it away, so I'm guessing another migraine. But I can't take the migraine meds and the cold meds, because both contain acetaminophen, which can cause liver damage if you take too much. And since I laid down "for just an hour or so" and 5-ish, and woke up at 8:45, I'm pretty sure I'll be taking the night-time cold meds so I'll be able to sleep tonight. I'm pretty sure I'll be waking up in the AM with an even bigger monster headache. But at least they're not 10-89-ing me.