Of all the things that have been on my mind recently pun intended, ranging from fevers, commitment to work, time management priorities, the subjectivity of pain, and the trouble of miscommunication, headaches are probably the most fun topic I could choose to talk about now.  Yes, I know I said I wouldn’t use this space to whine, and maybe I am and maybe I’m not, but holy shit, do I hate headaches.  They are pointless, and they ruin days.

Take today.  I have been sick recently, which is what it is, lots of people are sick right now.  I also haven’t been sleeping well, what I’m now labeling “insomnia”, maybe even “stress induced insomnia” after a couple visits to the school health center.  Neither of those two things get me much sympathy.  I’m expected to still do my job because everyone gets sick and all grad students have insomnia.

But headaches.  Headaches are different.  I get them.  Others don’t .  And that really confuses me.  I can’t remember the last time I’ve gone for more than a week without a headache, and that distance between pain is pretty unusual.  In general, I get some type of headache every other day, a pretty bad one once a week, and a migraine at least once a month.  Yes, I’m finally doing something about this issue and talking to a doctor who knows things, even trying out some fun drugs and prevention / fixes.

That’s nice in the long term (hopefully), but in the short term, migraines fucking suck.  I dreamed the most crazy stuff last night (part of that was probably due to the fact that I dream a lot anyway meaning I’m not getting into the right kind of sleep, that I spent most of the night coughing fun things up from who knows where so really wasn’t sleeping anyway, and that I woke up with a slight fever that I probably had during the night).  But mostly, I had a headache.  And headaches aren’t fun.  It will go away eventually, and then it will be like nothing happened.

I can’t wait.