Because it’s Friday. Because this week kicked my ass. The new site is slowly coming along. Sneak peek at the end of the post. Now, here’s something old.
October 2, 2007: junkie alert
I think I am a victim of Rebound Headaches.
Do you know what these are?
It’s, like, when you have a really bad headache, and after a while, the headache is like, “Let’s not go out with your friends because, and I know I probably should have told you this a long time ago, but I really hate your friends.”
And you say to your headache, “Well, screw you, bub. Your friends are freeloaders who forget to shower. And also? Why don’t you ever tell me you love me anymore?”
To which your headache responds, “Because all you ever fucking do is nag me. I can’t stand the sound of your voice anymore.”
And you cry, and your headache reaches out its hand and you shrug it away. Through your tears, you sputter, “I don’t think we should be together anymore,” and reach for the giant bottle of ibuprofen that you bought at Costco because you are ALWAYS getting yourself into bad headaches.
And then, 20 minutes later, you are fine. No more bad headache. You are FREE.
Until the next day, having forgotten all the mistakes you’ve made in the past, you see a potential headache and instead of turning around. Walking away. Having some pride in yourself. You walk right to it. And think if you love it enough, you can change it.
An hour later you’re reaching for the ibuprofen.
In all seriousness, this is apparently a real (so says WebMD) condition. And it says to get them to stop (I’ve had a headache, oh, 12 out of the last 14 days) you need to see a headache specialist to monitor your withdrawal when you cut out the pain pills. And the caffeine.
Which means I should probably call my doctor.
Ready for a peek at the new blog?