I have had this one headache for three days. It varies in intensity and feels like it is located in the nerves that connect my eyeballs to my brain.
This morning, going home and/ or vomiting seemed like viable next steps. But both sounded like a hassle, and after teaching math I realized that being in front of the class was actually an effective way to take my mind off my optic nerves. At recess I was inspired by a small fifth grade girl who got bowled over and, when I offered her a hand to get up, responded "No. I am strong and I can handle things." It was chilling and intense. So I resolved to tough it out.
My lunch duty partner told me that what I have is a migraine and they make medicine for it. So there was hope: I just needed to get through the day, go to CVS, and buy migraine medicine.
Unfortunately, today is Thursday, and on Thursdays I run the afterschool program until 6:00. Usually there are 15-20 kids in my group. But tonight was (apparently) an open house for second grade, meaning a lot of parents left their kids in afterschool until they arrived, meaning I had about 35 kids. Thirty-five children under the age of nine, no structured behavior management system beyond my own devices, one poorly planned game of "who's the leader?" and a migraine. I sent a lot of children to the corner. But if there's one thing I've always said about myself, it's I Am Strong and I Can Handle Things.
Let's skip the part where my bus home was delayed by half an hour because the point of this story is not to garner your pity (I also have chapped lips and a paper cut, FYI). It's to tell you this hilarious ending:
Around 7:30, I finally arrived at CVS to buy my migraine medicine. For a moment, I entertained the thought that the fluorescent lights might aggravate my migraine. This concern was promptly overshadowed by the fact that the smoke detector was going off.
It was blaring. CVS was not on fire. No one was evacuating. They were just going about their business, looking a little perturbed.
What would you do, blog? Go home without medicine for a fourth day of headache? Go into CVS and submit your noise-sensitive migraine to industrial-grade fire alarms?
The only thing that got me through the check-out line was the fact that it was hilarious.
Also, I am strong and I can handle things.
Now, goodnight.
This morning, going home and/ or vomiting seemed like viable next steps. But both sounded like a hassle, and after teaching math I realized that being in front of the class was actually an effective way to take my mind off my optic nerves. At recess I was inspired by a small fifth grade girl who got bowled over and, when I offered her a hand to get up, responded "No. I am strong and I can handle things." It was chilling and intense. So I resolved to tough it out.
My lunch duty partner told me that what I have is a migraine and they make medicine for it. So there was hope: I just needed to get through the day, go to CVS, and buy migraine medicine.
Unfortunately, today is Thursday, and on Thursdays I run the afterschool program until 6:00. Usually there are 15-20 kids in my group. But tonight was (apparently) an open house for second grade, meaning a lot of parents left their kids in afterschool until they arrived, meaning I had about 35 kids. Thirty-five children under the age of nine, no structured behavior management system beyond my own devices, one poorly planned game of "who's the leader?" and a migraine. I sent a lot of children to the corner. But if there's one thing I've always said about myself, it's I Am Strong and I Can Handle Things.
Let's skip the part where my bus home was delayed by half an hour because the point of this story is not to garner your pity (I also have chapped lips and a paper cut, FYI). It's to tell you this hilarious ending:
Around 7:30, I finally arrived at CVS to buy my migraine medicine. For a moment, I entertained the thought that the fluorescent lights might aggravate my migraine. This concern was promptly overshadowed by the fact that the smoke detector was going off.
It was blaring. CVS was not on fire. No one was evacuating. They were just going about their business, looking a little perturbed.
What would you do, blog? Go home without medicine for a fourth day of headache? Go into CVS and submit your noise-sensitive migraine to industrial-grade fire alarms?
The only thing that got me through the check-out line was the fact that it was hilarious.
Also, I am strong and I can handle things.
Now, goodnight.
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