There is a momentary silence, but it wont last. Ever so small a moment where there is no sharp pain or pounding. What would be the price to pay to be rid of migraines? They seem to be getting more and more frequent as I age. Granted I am only 24- 25 next month. Some say menopause hits and they go away, some say they only get worse. Must I wait till then, ascending in pain levels to see, just on hear-say that they might go away?
With smart phones, you get a whole new world of apps, and I have one that helps track migraines. It's rather neat. I mark the date, time, intensity, triggers, meds (if I take any), location and extra notes. I'm not sure why location is relevant, but it's there. It's like a diary for me. No matter where I go I have this app that almost says "Hey, I understand, now tell me about all of it." Not that it really talks in a voice, that would just be creepy.
Thursday, August 18, 2011
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
Crisis!!!
Now here's my crisis: what should I do with Megan on her day? See, I spent a day with Lauren. We went to a movie (Smurfs, it was fun), shopping, lunch, hung out, but would an 8 year old like that too? Blah. What would she like? Mom suggested the petting zoo, which would be a good idea, then a movie, then some ice cream, but that seems like a lot of money for a day... that could be her birthday gift right? I NEED ideas!!!
Giving blood is a bitch. Today Neil and I went to give blood. Just me, Neil didn't give blood, he was my driver. My iron count was good, yah! But my veins rolled half way threw the bag (can they really do that?) and they couldn't find them again, so the bag was half full and unable to be used. Fuck that.
Knitting has been going well though... got one sock done, Neil tried it on (he's my foot model) and he says I made it a about 1/2 inch too short. T_T So sad. The other one has to match so I have to wait till the next pair to make them 1/2 longer. Ugh. Lately I've been dreaming (yes, dreaming) of different colored fingering yarn for socks. I want to learn how to make them from the toe up, but I'm having hard time understand my fabulous Wendy Johnson book. I love her, but I'm getting confused. >_<
Giving blood is a bitch. Today Neil and I went to give blood. Just me, Neil didn't give blood, he was my driver. My iron count was good, yah! But my veins rolled half way threw the bag (can they really do that?) and they couldn't find them again, so the bag was half full and unable to be used. Fuck that.
Knitting has been going well though... got one sock done, Neil tried it on (he's my foot model) and he says I made it a about 1/2 inch too short. T_T So sad. The other one has to match so I have to wait till the next pair to make them 1/2 longer. Ugh. Lately I've been dreaming (yes, dreaming) of different colored fingering yarn for socks. I want to learn how to make them from the toe up, but I'm having hard time understand my fabulous Wendy Johnson book. I love her, but I'm getting confused. >_<
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