In which my brain decides it wants to emigrate

I have no problem when I wake up with one of those headaches after a night spent sharing a bottle of that terrible poison (Sambucca) with someone.  You know?  The one where there’s that pain in the side of your head where your brain is trying to emigrate to somewhere with better climes; where your brain seems to have decided it has outgrown your head; where, in addition to the pain, it seems that everything is ever-so-slightly fuzzy, unfocused and unreal.

Now, I’m not one for illnesses, in any form.  Not mine nor anyone else’s (although I can immediately think of some very noteworthy exceptions to this general rule).  Certainly, if someone has a headache, please don’t tell me about it.  If I have one, it is either because of the poison or it just annoys me and I force it to go away.

But, these last couple of weeks, nearly every morning, I have woken with this headache, this poison-inspired-like headache.  And it is very annoying.

I really wouldn’t mind if I had had a ‘good’ night the night before – but, as an example, the only drink I had yesterday was coffee until about 4 p.m. and then several mugs of tea – as normal.  I didn’t get to bed early – but neither was it later than normal.  I slept fairly well – neither particularly good, nor particularly bad.  Obviously, it wasn’t long enough but ……. on waking this morning I was disappointed that I hadn’t been drinking last night.  At least, then, I could have said, “Ah well but it was worth it!”

4 thoughts on “In which my brain decides it wants to emigrate

  1. the last line made me smile :)
    I’m sorry about that, Andy. It must be REALLY annoying. Have you changed your eating habits lately?
    Eating too much sugar (not only dessert but also sugar from carbohydrates etc.), for example, could be related to headache.

    • Well, at least I made you smile – smiling is good :-)
      No, not at all. I always have far too much sugar. But that’s no different than usual. I have three spoons in everything! Except if I feel that it looks bad and I’m at someone’s house, when I will have one or two. And, unless they’ve been adding more sugary stuffs in the meals at work then, no, nothing has changed. I feel like I’m becoming a wimp! :-(

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