Friday morning, I awoke with a headache. A severe headache. Even though I went back to sleep, in a different position, my headache did not go away. It was in my forehead, over my eyes. The area hurt to touch it. It hurt without touching it. I could not get comfortable. Sitting up would relieve it a bit for a couple minutes, but then whatever was going on in my head shifted itself to hurt again.
I can usually withstand pain fairly well, though you may not think so because I bring up every little issue. Hey! It fills space! Anyhoo... this headache made me try tapping on my forehead as a distraction. And exhaling in short bursts like childbirthing. Again, it was a distraction that helped a bit, for a short time.
The headache pain made me feel nauseated as well. I'm pretty sure it was just a pain thing. I was pretty miserable going through my regular routine. The thyroid pill did nothing to help. Nor my other two regular medications for blood pressure and heart-slowing. Nor the daily aspirin.
Maybe the headache just wore itself out, because by 4:30 I felt well enough to make my trip to town. On the way, I met Farmer H in SilverRedO coming home. It was on the section of road where I saw two kids wreck their 4-wheeler many years ago, and take down a farmer's barb wire fence. Just before SilverRedO got to T-Hoe, a little deer bounded across the road. So cute! Good thing we had both slowed down in preparation to stop in the road to chat.
"Are you just now going to town?"
"Yeah. I felt terrible most of the day. A really bad headache."
"I had one too! When I woke up. I was sick to my stomach. I felt really bad."
"Maybe it was from the casino air. I had a headache last time too, the day after we took Genius."
We parted ways then. I did my town thing. Later that evening, I sent The Pony a text. Thursday evening, he had been planning to celebrate his next-day off with some rum and grape juice. That's what he'd been talking about on the way home from the casino.
"I don't know if rum goes with grape juice. But it might. I don't have any wine, because that day I got called back to work while shopping in the Devil's Playground, I was in uniform, and they don't want us buying alcohol or lottery or stuff like that unless we put on a sweater or change clothes first. But I have that rum from when I moved out. And I already had the grape juice."
In the text, I asked how was the rum and grape juice.
"It wasn't great. I think the grape juice might have gone bad? It smelled musty, sorta? I only had a few sips, but it might've been that rum and grape juice don't mix well."
"Hope you didn't get sick. Dad and I both woke up with severe forehead headaches, and nausea."
"Not as of yet! Taste was just too off to get into it. Oof! No, didn't have a headache or nausea. I think the only thing you two had for lunch that I didn't was the fried chicken at the buffet?"
"I'm thinking it was not enough water all day. And also not enough Diet Mountain Dew for Dad. AND that smoky air in the casino."
We'll see what happens next time we go... Coming up tomorrow, pictures of our meal. Which may give you a clue to diagnose us!
Was it a buffet? So many thoughtful people lean around, bypassing the sneeze/cough guard, as they get their food. (So do the mouth-breathers... not that you see a lot of THOSE in casinos. ;)
ReplyDeleteI hope you get to feeling well soon. There are only 7 Saturdays in the week...
Sioux,
ReplyDeleteYou'll have to wait for the reveal, Madam! But I WILL tell you that we did not eat at the actual casino, because they're all wonky with their restaurant hours, and their buffet has been closed for over two years.
Heh, heh! I just hate to be sick, because it keeps me from my daily activities of DOING ABSOLUTELY NOTHING!
I am an expert on sinus headaches and that's what you had. From the smoky casino air and not enough water being drank. Both of you.
ReplyDeleteI used to fix mine with antihistamine, a heavily sweetened cup of coffee and about half a gallon of water.
River,
ReplyDeleteThat sounds like a proper diagnosis. It's definitely smoky in that casino, and I limit my fluids when I'm out on the town. Though I DID have a soda at the casino, which is like the anti-water, since the caffeine depletes your fluids.
I was drinking water the next day before my town trip, so that might be what finally cured me. Farmer H said he drank 3 bottles of water the next morning. I'm sure he was also missing the caffeine he usually gets from his 2-3 Diet Mountain Dews every day. I've cut out my 44 oz Diet Cokes, and have about 3/4 can of that Shasta Diet Cola with supper. So I don't think I was missing the caffeine so much.