So, 3x in my life have I prayed for death.
1. Delivering a 19" head naturally
2. Mastitus after Pearce.
3. Last night
Last night on the way home, Jase and I were catching up after 3 days of not seeing each other. Things were going fine. The kids were watching a movie. The car was completely covered in stuff. Just a typical happy Mulder road trip....until.....
about rye......it began.....every few feet of elevation, it got worse, and worse, til I was crying my eyes out, having my head stuck in a pillow, praying for death.....what was it you ask? what was this horrible, praying for death trauma all about?
HEADACHE FROM HE DOUBLE HOCKEY STICKS!!!!!
I get a headache every 2 years, and they are usually normal ones. Not ones that feel like someone is shoving a shish-kabob skewer right into one tiny area....and the skewer is dipped in acidic acid and then after a few feet of elevation, re dipped, and so on, until my whole head felt like a flaming ball of inferno!
(not an exaggeration)
But alas, My sweet Mr. no drugs, stopped and bought me drugs, which did take a good hour to kick in, but finally took the edge off.
Still woke up with a little headache today, but I'm appreciating it's calmness.
A special thanks to everyone who was praying for those in pain at that moment. It helped.