Shoot Me Now

I had another one of my "where's my gun" migraines yesterday. I use to only get them 2 to 3 times a year. Now I can set my clock by them. Over the last year I have gotten 2 to 3 a month. What sucks about them is I am out for the rest of the day. I take just under a lethal amount of medicine and curl up in a ball in the dark. The one yesterday was the worst one in a long time. I had to call my mom to pick me up from work, but I made her sit in the waiting room of my office for 30 minutes before I could leave. I was curled up in an exam chair with the lights off and my head in my hands. If you have ever had one, you feel my pain. If you haven't, just imagine someone opening up the top off your head and scraping a fork across your brain for 3 or 4 hours, only pausing to stab it in your temples every few seconds. Yep...that just about sums it up.