good medicine

This morning I woke up at 7:52 after a dream about having a migraine, canceling my brain surgery because of the migraine, then being chased by the crazy surgeon, then being unconscious for 8 hours, then waking up walking down a road being met by a worried woman in a car. She was nice and helped me get home. That was my dream. 

The morning proceeded with a strong headache during breakfast, then at 10:00 when Mark left for work (he had a check ride today so he got to go in later) I fell asleep for 2.5 hours. 

I had lunch with potato chips and cherries for dessert. 

Then my vision started to get a bright fuzzy spot to just the right of where I was trying to focus. 

Here it comes! 

When the blurry spot faded to a ring around my vision, my head began to ache!! And ache it did. 

I willed myself to sleep until 4:00, then woke up and stood up slowly. 

Mark called at 7:00 on his way home and told me he passed!! Hurray for good check rides! I told him about my hurtful day, and he brought me home a drumstick. 

Thank you, honey, for the good medicine. I feel good!