His Week Versus Mine

The Hubby has returned home. You might even say “triumphantly”. He had happy hour while he networked one night. He made his instructors happy that he asked so many good questions. Finally finished with his class, he drove home today.

Meanwhile, I have been dealing with a killer migraine all week. It started gently enough on Monday as just a mild annoyance at the back of my head. Little did I know IT was planning to HURT me.

I awoke Wednesday to Middlest screaming, “I’m going to throw up!!!” As the day went on, the other two fell out also. The migraine kicked it up a notch. Isn’t it lovely how stress and worry can fuel a headache?

Thursday began with Attack of the Killer Migraine Part IDon’tKnowJustKillMeNow and children that felt WONDERFUL. They didn’t have to go to school, so OF COURSE they felt wonderful. I loaded them up and off to the chiropractor we went. I apologized for any germs we might be leaving behind, but I felt like my head was going to explode. Even after the adjustment, the migraine was so bad (How bad was it?), I had my face covered with a dish towel during nap time. As the children played noisily all day, I promised they WERE going to school on Friday, whether they started puking again or not. I. HAD. HAD. ENOUGH.

Friday got everyone off to school and I headed back over to the chiropractor. Since this time I wasn’t in severe pain before he touched me, the doctor did a much better adjustment. I finally made it to the grocery store. I had a sub sandwich at my favorite shop. I reluctantly picked children up from school. We survived Friday night.

Oldest had to go to a school function early on Saturday morning. The younger two and I went to go see the baby chicks at the feed and seed store. We got a bonus visit from a Momma Cat. Middlest kept asking where her babies were. “She’s had enough, so she walked away from them. Maybe their tummies will empty out a bit and they’ll appreciate her more when she decides to go back.” The store owner grinned at me. “I’ve been a cat owner all my life, until last August,” I told him, “Then in November I found out I was allergic to cats. No wonder I always had bad sinuses.” Middlest and Youngest were allowed to pet the cat all they cared.

“She just showed up her before Christmas. I can’t believe anyone would throw her out. She is just so loving.” He paused his work to watch the kids play with her a minute. I’m sure that had I not told him about my allergy, I would have been pressured into taking a kitten home. Maybe another day. (Big sigh.) More allergy shots for Janie first. I like breathing through my nose.

Then Hubby drove up. Our days have once again meshed. My “back up” is here at last. Hey! Not to mention, my package I’ve been waiting on. Gotta go run play with pretty things!