Remember this morning when I was all “I had a headache, but it went away?”
Well, it came back, in the shower, in waves that felt almost like the headache equivalent of a charlie-horse. There’d be great pain and then it’d subside and then great pain. It was as if every muscle over my whole skull was spasming. It hurt to touch it, but it hurt worse if I didn’t touch it. I thought I might throw up. I laid down until I could work up the ability to stand and I emailed Rachel and asked her if I was dying.
I called my doctor, but I still haven’t heard back.
I made my way slowly to the kitchen, took some more medicine, and the pain seems mostly gone.
But I’m kind of terrified to set out to do anything with the rest of my day, considering how I thought it was gone the first time and it came back.
I’m convinced now that it was just some weird manifestation of a migraine I haven’t had before, but holy shit. I swear, it did feel more like a head charlie-horse. I hope to never have that again.