laughter is the best medicine... maybe

I had a truly terrible day yesterday. I woke up feeling awful. The headache I'd had since the evening before had not eased off at all overnight and it was making me really miserable. I spent the morning moping about and rubbing my head a lot. In the afternoon I set off for work (probably not the best idea) and fell up the stairs while exiting the underground. Now, as well as a sore head, I had excruciatingly painful shins. I arrived at work and cried in the toilets for ten minutes before pulling myself together enough to enter the office. One hour later, my shins were more painful than ever. I went to the toilet to investigate my bruises and found that my leggings were stuck to a 20cm-long gash of raw flesh. I literally had no shin skin left and now have scars that would have put even my five-year-old self's legs to shame. I then spent over 90 minutes in a stuffy meeting about software that means nothing to me before being sent home early from work with a full-blown migraine :( I haven't had a migraine for almost eight years and had really hoped they were a thing of the past. Sadly not. Perhaps the brewing of this migraine explains the low spirits and extreme lazing of Tuesday though. Vindicated!

Anyway, with psychically good timing, my sister sent me the above picture last night and it really made me laugh. That'll show those pesky boys! Laughing did make my head hurt a bit more, but it was worth it to lift my spirits - much needed.

Today I am well slept, my headache has subsided to a dull throb and I'm feeling rather proud of my skint shins. I'm not sure whether returning to work today for a late shift from hell is the best decision, but I'm going to give it a go and just keep reminding myself that I am off all weekend and can continue my recovery then. Gah, I had forgotten how much migraines suck...