I hurt this morning.
I woke up with a headache, not an uncommon scenario for me. I have struggled with severe headaches for many years, although they have increased in frequency and intensity in the last 2 to 3 years. I have been to more than one doctor, none of which have ever been able to give me useful information as to why I am having these headaches. Their solution is always the same. Drugs. While I don't mind popping the occasional pill for relief, I don't believe that is a sufficient way to actually treat my problem. (The drug I am currently supposed to be taking daily, per the last doc's orders, is addictive. And I am unable to function when I am under its influence.)
I have also tried going the alternative route. While they seem to have more insight into what ails me, it is very difficult to find an alternative practitioner that is a) affordable b) not weird. Also, the amount of vitamins, supplements, homeopathics, and herbs I end up being told I need to take to fix me is obscene in expense and amount. I don't swallow pills well as it is, so you can imagine how much I enjoy swallowing 30 a day.
This is part of the reason that I started working out. The variety of information I have received/read, etc.. seems to point to issues with my thyroid and adrenal function. I figured that exercise is probably good for me, so when I started this whole "30 in 90" routine, I payed attention to how my headaches were. I still get them, but they have been less frequent and severe.
This morning I woke up with the start of a familiar headache. When you have had them as long as I have, you start to recognize the different kinds; this one is from stress, this one from not eating. This mornings headache was the kind that tends to grow worse as time goes by. I debated on whether I should stay in bed or go work out. I went back and forth about it for a bit, then finally decided that the exercise had helped prevent some headaches, so maybe it will help get rid of one already in progress.
I know. Dumb. Admittedly, my thought process at 5 am tends to be slightly impaired.
I got to the gym, did the elliptical for 30 minutes, then weights for another 30. I got home and I was shaking. I had to take a bath instead of a shower for fear that I might collapse if I had to stand. Not a good sign.
Now I am sitting in my office with pain in my head that is heading towards blinding. On top of that, I upped the weight I use when working my sides, so they are quite sore. I think I just may have to resort to drugs when I get home. (For my friends that work in the medical field, or just are interested in drugs, I will be taking cyclobenzaprine, a drug that blocks nerve impulses from reaching the brain)
Lesson for the day: Slow down.
Listening to: Evil by Interpol (the video for this song features a puppet that freaks me out, as does the rest of the creator's art)
Current Mood: Very perturbed with the building management at my office