Soon

I woke up this morning feeling like someone poured concrete into my sinus while I slept.  My head was pounding and there was absolutely nothing I could about it.  I tried medication, extra sleep, caffeine (I've been drinking a lot recently and wanted to make sure it wasn't withdrawal), more sleep.  I haven't had a headache quite like that in a really long time.  It was so painful.  Despite my best attempts I did not make it into work which I was bummed about.  I mean I have two weeks and I can't even make it in then? I didn't actually get out of bed until Dave came home around 5:30.  He made me a peanut butter sandwich and rubbed my shoulders which were super tight.  Probably because I was sleeping in pain.  He's so good to me.

Once I was out of bed though I began to feel really anxious.  I couldn't quite figure out why.  It might have just been that I had to call in sick again.  It was actually really annoying.  I wanted to go in which is odd but I did.  I feel like it's the least I can do now that I'm leaving.  By 7pm, the pain had subsided.  Why it couldn't have taken care of itself prior to 2pm is beyond me.  Soon though, I'll be able to just take care of myself without worrying about work and things like that.  That will feel good.  No more guilt, no more pressure.  No more feeling inadequate.  Just handling each day as it approaches.  Soon.