Rabbit, rabbit. I realize it is the second of May, but I spent most of May Day itself with a blinding headache that required ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
derspatchel to cook dinner and internet-check whether some of my medications could be safely taken simultaneously (answer: yes, so I did). The mail brought my contributor's copy of The 2015 Rhysling Anthology, appropriately containing my poem "A Bulgakov Headache." Eventually I went to bed early and stayed that way until four in the morning when the codeine wore off and the headache instantly returned full force. When I finally got back to sleep, I didn't wake until half past noon. The ten hours of sleep I think it all added up to were almost certainly good for me, but I'd really have liked them some other way, thanks. At least we walked around in the afternoon before my skull tried to implode.
There is sunlight outside; I am going to attempt to get some of it.
derspatchel to cook dinner and internet-check whether some of my medications could be safely taken simultaneously (answer: yes, so I did). The mail brought my contributor's copy of The 2015 Rhysling Anthology, appropriately containing my poem "A Bulgakov Headache." Eventually I went to bed early and stayed that way until four in the morning when the codeine wore off and the headache instantly returned full force. When I finally got back to sleep, I didn't wake until half past noon. The ten hours of sleep I think it all added up to were almost certainly good for me, but I'd really have liked them some other way, thanks. At least we walked around in the afternoon before my skull tried to implode.There is sunlight outside; I am going to attempt to get some of it.
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