Friday, November 25, 2011

My brain was just sat on by a sumo wrestler.

Or so it felt.

It's just my luck that as I tried to get at least a few hours of sleep before going black friday shopping, I get a massive headache that wouldn't even let me lay down, let alone sleep. It was a weird sort of headache- it was mostly just pressure, and depending on how my head was positioned, it would hurt more or less. It was really bad when I laid on my right side, but then I would roll over to the middle and the pain would lessen for a moment, but then come back, full force.

So I found myself in a miserable game of  'How can I sit to where my head doesn't feel like it's going to explode?'

Around 1 o'clock I gave up and went downstairs to get some ibuprofen. 

Let me tell you, when you mix sleep deprivation, head pain, and a very dark kitchen, you're not going to get anything good. Especially if you're as crazy and paranoid as I am and you can't even go near the window because there aren't any curtains and you automatically assume a serial killer is out there staring at you. 

So I got the medicine, wildly sprinted up the stairs to escape the imaginary serial killers, and after about twenty minutes I FINALLY fell asleep.

And then I had a dream about a serial killer. 

Guess who didn't sleep for more than twenty minutes last night. 

Abby Noel 

1 comment:

Rachael said...

You're not paranoid, i do the same thing because there are serial killers out there. And squirrels, don't forget the killer squirrels!

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