Let’s just say that I am not thankful for everything I inherited from my parents – headaches being one of them.

Tuesday morning I woke up to a gray, dreary sky, and the beginnings of the headache from hell. I wanted to just climb back in bed when it hit me – I am a mom and the kids were off school that day because of elections. Ugh.  Thinking that all I needed was a good cup of coffee to jump start my morning, I make my cup of coffee, ask the kids to keep it down and try to get started on my to do list.

As the day goes on, my ability to think clearly steadily erodes. My head starts to pound louder and louder – to the point where my teeth HURT. I take some medicine, knowing full well that it is not going to make this thing go away, but that it may knock it back a level or two. I just need to make it through the day.

I manage to go vote and get my son to hockey. I can’t bear the thought of dealing with food, so I take the kids through the Chick-Fil-A drive through on the way home. Knowing that I got nothing accomplished in my office during the day, I try again after the crew is in bed. I managed to read a few blogs, update a page here and there, but that was it. I was toast.

Wednesday had to be a better day, right? Wrong. This thing was in full swing and my stomach was churning, eyes were throbbing, and I just couldn’t think. Nothing helped, nothing at all. I got the big kids off to school and pleaded with the youngest to minimize the babble and the noise.  Anything I managed to get done for clients was stuff that required no major thought – an update here and there, but no creativity.

There was no real food in the house and I knew I had to make a run to the warehouse store. I alternated between feeling like I was going to hurl and feeling like I was going to pass out as I made it through the aisles. Next I had to do the afternoon duties of picking up kids and getting to afternoon activities. All I know is that my body does a great job on auto-pilot when my brain is in such a deep fog.

Once everyone was settled I made my tea, relaxed for a few minutes and poured myself in bed. About 1 a.m. I woke up, drenched in sweat from head to toe and I felt like a million bucks! The headache from hell broke. I slept great and when I woke up this morning the fog had lifted.

I am still dealing with the migraine hangover – my eye sockets feel like they are full of sand and the stomach is still not right, but at least I can THINK!