ION:
Killer headache.
Killer.
For the best part of twenty-four hours.
Non-stop.
To the point of nausea.
No paracetamol or Nurofen yesterday before bed. Took the Foul Lemsip
filth.
Felt like my eyeballs were being scooped out of my skull and shoved up the base of my skull. I say 'felt', I mean 'feels'. Sister was sent for Nurofen in the morning almost as soon as she came back from walking the dogs. Dog. I waited downstairs for over
twenty minutes and she hadn't returned. I can walk to the shop, buy a
dozen things on a Saturday evening and be back in ten or twelve minutes.
I went back to the darkish comfort of bed and about ten minutes later Sister hand-delivered my pills to me. Sweet relief! Eventually. And then I slept.
But now it's back.
Guuuuhhhhhh.
I don't want to pop more pills. Already had two today. Don't want more.
THe base of my skull is in agony.