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rachg82I like how my computer randomly decides it doesn't want to let me go online (when the computers upstairs still will), and then out of nowhere is like "Okay, I'll work now." Like, I left the computer on, and suddenly AIM just came on, after a half hour of it not working. And I'm all "Okaaaaay." Heh. Whatever, demon computer.
I had one bad mother of a migraine today (I'm on my period. Yeah, you understand.); I didn't end up getting out of bed or eating or anything till around six. So, no dress shopping or movie going was done. We'll have to do it on Monday, since I work tomorrow.
Last night, Corinne mentioned going to a movie with Lance, and I joked around like "Hmph, well. How nice for you two. Don't mind your poor sister, at home. Alone." Heh. I told her afterward "I was just kidding, Corinne. I don't care", but she was like "We'll probably rent a movie, not go out. I'll call you and tell you what we get." But, when she did, I was talking to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
willothewisps and waiting for Wanda Sykes's special to come on, and none of the videos she'd rented sounded that good, so I was like "Nah, it's cool. Some other night." Then, this morning, Mom was all "Corinne felt bad that you didn't come over." But Mom always twists what we say, and makes a big deal of nothing, so who knows. Still, though, Corinne did give me a guilt trip for not going with them this morning for more dress shopping. Dude. It was nine in the morning, I was tired, I'd already gone with her yesterday, and I had a migraine. Take your guilt trip and shove it up your ass. Damn.
Then they came in my room when they were done, and Mom was all telling me I was going to go with them to have her get it hemmed on Tuesday, and it's like "Great, thanks for telling me my schedule." How fucking annoying. And they kept talking to me, and my head was just killing me, so I got irritated, and Corinne was all "What's your problem?" and Mom said "She has a headache, let's go" and she was like "Well, she doesn't have to be a brat." Yes, actually, I do. When I'm on my period, my head hurts so bad I want to chop it off, and you two are in here giving me a guilt trip and nagging me, I think I have the right to be a little bratty. Excuse me.
I know that they aren't totally uncaring about my migraines, but I do get tired of the way they act about them, too. I swear, it's like they think I ask for them, or something. "You always have a headache. Sigh." Yeah, thanks for caring. And the two of them are all "Why don't you see a doctor again?" Gee, I don't know, maybe because I've seen ten thousand neurologists and specialists, and I've heard enough times for one lifetime that there's nothing more they can do for me other than prescribe pain killers? And maybe if you listened to me and respected what I said, you'd know that, and believe that I know what the fuck I'm talking about? Christ. And, you know, I'm sure I will see a neurologist again, but that is up to me. I think I SLIGHTLY know enough about the situation to decide that sort of thing myself, without you two geniuses suggesting it like I've never even thought of it, and that's the magic answer I've been waiting for. Good God in Heaven, they get on my fucking last nerve sometimes.
I had one bad mother of a migraine today (I'm on my period. Yeah, you understand.); I didn't end up getting out of bed or eating or anything till around six. So, no dress shopping or movie going was done. We'll have to do it on Monday, since I work tomorrow.
Last night, Corinne mentioned going to a movie with Lance, and I joked around like "Hmph, well. How nice for you two. Don't mind your poor sister, at home. Alone." Heh. I told her afterward "I was just kidding, Corinne. I don't care", but she was like "We'll probably rent a movie, not go out. I'll call you and tell you what we get." But, when she did, I was talking to
willothewisps and waiting for Wanda Sykes's special to come on, and none of the videos she'd rented sounded that good, so I was like "Nah, it's cool. Some other night." Then, this morning, Mom was all "Corinne felt bad that you didn't come over." But Mom always twists what we say, and makes a big deal of nothing, so who knows. Still, though, Corinne did give me a guilt trip for not going with them this morning for more dress shopping. Dude. It was nine in the morning, I was tired, I'd already gone with her yesterday, and I had a migraine. Take your guilt trip and shove it up your ass. Damn.Then they came in my room when they were done, and Mom was all telling me I was going to go with them to have her get it hemmed on Tuesday, and it's like "Great, thanks for telling me my schedule." How fucking annoying. And they kept talking to me, and my head was just killing me, so I got irritated, and Corinne was all "What's your problem?" and Mom said "She has a headache, let's go" and she was like "Well, she doesn't have to be a brat." Yes, actually, I do. When I'm on my period, my head hurts so bad I want to chop it off, and you two are in here giving me a guilt trip and nagging me, I think I have the right to be a little bratty. Excuse me.
I know that they aren't totally uncaring about my migraines, but I do get tired of the way they act about them, too. I swear, it's like they think I ask for them, or something. "You always have a headache. Sigh." Yeah, thanks for caring. And the two of them are all "Why don't you see a doctor again?" Gee, I don't know, maybe because I've seen ten thousand neurologists and specialists, and I've heard enough times for one lifetime that there's nothing more they can do for me other than prescribe pain killers? And maybe if you listened to me and respected what I said, you'd know that, and believe that I know what the fuck I'm talking about? Christ. And, you know, I'm sure I will see a neurologist again, but that is up to me. I think I SLIGHTLY know enough about the situation to decide that sort of thing myself, without you two geniuses suggesting it like I've never even thought of it, and that's the magic answer I've been waiting for. Good God in Heaven, they get on my fucking last nerve sometimes.
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Date: 2003-01-11 09:18 pm (UTC)Actually, maybe you do. I know what you mean, they sound like I'm having migraines on purpose. It is so irritating.
I've had a headache for three days, so I finally gave in and took the medicine that the new neurologist had prescribed, Axert. It's related to Imitrex, and Imitrex didn't work at all for me and also gave me really bad side effects, so I was pretty nervous about it. However, it seems to have worked. It has made me feel uncomfortable in other ways (pounding, racing heart, and stomach pain), but at the moment it seems worth the trade off.
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Date: 2003-01-11 09:55 pm (UTC)The reason I went to this neurologist is just that I haven't seen one in about five years, and my migraines had been getting worse and more frequent lately, so my primary care doctor insisted I go. So now I'm also taking Inderal as a preventive, which I have mixed feelings about. It's too soon to know if it will help any, but in the past no doctor would prescribe it for me because it can aggravate depression, and because it lowers blood pressure and mine is already pretty low. On the other hand, Inderal worked really well for my son, who knows?
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