I felt like an absolute slug yesterday but it was wonderful. I pretty much did nothing but read all day. I got up around eight when HD got home. We watched a few half hour comedy shows until he was tired enough to go to bed. After, I went back downstairs to see if there was anything worth watching but there wasn't and I realized that I was still pretty tired myself. I hadn't slept very well at all. But rather than go disturb him I decided to stay on the couch. So I took a nap there for a couple more hours. It helped since I was developing another headache.
Oh yeah, except for Saturday because I had finally broken down and taken an Imitrex on Friday night I've had a migraine or at least a very bad headache every day again since last Monday. And no, I'm not going to the doctor. Although it was bad enough on Monday and Tuesday for me to stay home the other days haven't been so I'm not seeing him. Other than having me take the steroids again there's really nothing for him to do.
After I woke up I debated on what I wanted to do and decided to read for awhile. Turns out I decided to read all day. I did cook dinner and send HD off to work so it wasn't a completely unproductive day, but mostly it was. It was very nice. But at the same time I did feel like a slug.
Media quote of the day: Crack a book, you lazy son-of-a-bitch. - Fez - That '70's Show