Enough breakthrough headaches have come along to make me wonder whether the botox is still working. The one today was strong enough to make it hard to be a functional adult. I tried to get stuff done, but after trips to two banks and phone calls that didn't quite accomplish what I needed, I stopped trying so hard. I went on my last errand, which was to buy milk now that we are home from Florida. Got that, plus a self-indulgent steak dinner for just me. And darn it, I waited long enough for the seasonal beverage. I got a half gallon of eggnog, which will probably last through New Years because I thin it with milk.
Normally I read through and edit before adding photos and publishing. I don't think I will tonight. The headache is still there, and not only am I not enjoying looking at the screen, it feels more authentic to show you how hard it is to put words in order when I feel like this. I'm gonna let the text lie just where it is when it spilled out of my brain.
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