Waste of a day

When I woke up at 7ish when Steph was leaving for uni, my head hurt.  I got up to feed Molly and went back to bed.

I woke up a few hours later and sadly, nothing had changed.  In fact, my head hurt more.  So much for getting things done today.

I had a whole list of things to do, readings to read, notes to write up, blog posts to enter.   So far I’ve managed to moan and whine a lot, lay in a dark room, and I put a load of laundry in.  That’s it sadly.  No reading for uni.  No notes written up.  No nothing at all.  And my head still hurts.  If I hadn’t spent most of the day in bed, I’d go to bed now.  It is days like this that are so frustrating because I just can’t function.

It’s been over a year since I’ve seen a neurologist.  I had hoped by now (after nearly 7 years) that I’d be feeling better.  That days like this would be a thing of the past.  That my daily life wouldn’t have a pain rating next to it.  I know that some days are far better than others, but today reminds me of how frustrating this all is.


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