Wednesday, 15 December 2010


For about an hour today, I seriously thought I was going to die. Seriously.

I went to my Markham office this morning for a training session, with a bit of a headache, but nothing out of the orinary. The course started at 9:00.

By 10:00, the headache was worse, but still managable. By 11:00, my head was pounding. I had no Advil, no Motrin, no Tylenol. I felt sick it hurt so bad.

By the grace of God, the course ended half an hour early and I headed for home. The sun shining off of the wet ground made my head pound even more. I got in to my house at about noon and immediately took a 400 mg Motrin. I was shivering with cold, so I put on my bathrobe over my clothes and got into bed.

I tell you, I laid there and prayed to every Saint and every angel in heaven to make the pain go away. It was one of the worst migraines I have ever suffered. Truly excruiating pain. On a scale of 1 to 10, it was a 10.

About 40 minutes later, the pain had subsided. The entire time that the headache lasted, I thought I was suffering an was THAT bad. I contemplated having Hubster call 911, but it meant I would have to get up off the bed to get the phone to call him in his office in the basement.

I would not wish that pain on anyone...ever.

Thank God for Motrin. Pin It

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