For one thing (two, I guess), the hair on top of my head is thinning while strays on my chin are multiplying. They’re light colored, at least, but that also makes them harder to spot until long enough to darn near braid. ~sigh~ And the few measly pounds shifted around from weight lifting have left a wattle under my chin.
My reading glasses need replaced, too. With true fine print I’m better off without them, label pressed near my nose. I’m wearing them as I type, though, since the prescription works better than what my driving glasses have. At least both are adequate for that task.
Yesterday I developed a rare headache which was written off to said glasses. Going from reading in bed for an hour to the computer for several more has consequences, after all. Then I realized it was more than that when my laptop screen got really dark at the bottom, staying bright on top so it was bifurcated.
The light show indicated I was suffering a migraine, albeit a minor one. Thankfully I can say this pain and sensitivity didn’t send me diving under the bedcovers with a pillow over my head and bandana like a tourniquet in a crazed effort to ease that throbbing left temple. Perhaps foolish, I turned down the brightness of my screen and continued writing. Another blessing is they were never frequent, unlike what some folks I’ve known have endured.
My software teacher years ago spoke of driving to work sometimes and not recalling how he’d gotten there, migraines outnumbering his sick days. A former coworker went so far as to get medication she could inject into her leg. Considering them, another thought occurred to me.
Besides being lucky to have survived young adulthood (some of my youthful stunts are legendary acts of stupidity), nearing middle age saw a decrease in all types of headaches. I just needed to wait this one out. Ultimately, a couple of naproxen sodium tablets before an early dinner helped.
|The Protagonist in This Dark, Delightful Flick Knew PAIN|
How are you feeling today? Have you seen the movie "Pi"?