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So--that headache totally transformed into a full-blown migraine on the drive home. Like--dizziness, nausea, blinding pain--complete with black spots. I thought I was going to go off the road or pass out on River Road, but I made it home, collapsed on the couch, called my mother and laid there for 20 minutes until my head stopped pounding and my stomach stopped rolling. Then I went to my grandmother's, helped pack up boxes, and am now home and--as I still have a headache--am going to bed. ::sigh::
I want next Tuesday now please.
(Comment fic or happy things would so be happy-making for the morning.)
Gah, I hate migraines--I don't get them often, but oh lord OW.
I want next Tuesday now please.
(Comment fic or happy things would so be happy-making for the morning.)
Gah, I hate migraines--I don't get them often, but oh lord OW.
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Date: 2008-04-17 04:06 am (UTC)Nathan stared at Peter. He wasn't going to deny that having a little brother was weird. He'd really been ok with being an only child and he was old enough to get that the age difference between them meant they wouldn't really be hanging out much. Peter would probably actually just be a pain in his butt. He would cry all the time and then he'd get old enough to crawl around and get into all of Nathan's stuff and when Nathan had a girlfriend somday, Peter would probably embarrass him in front of her.
Peter wiggled a little and his eyes opened.
Here it comes, Nathan thought.
But Peter just stared back and reached up.
Nathan rested his thumb against Peter's small hand and Peter squeezed it.
Having a little brother was going to be so awesome.
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Date: 2008-04-18 12:26 am (UTC)