#313

I feel like I am very quickly reaching the end of my rope.

My migraines seem to be getting crazy bad. I have not won the lottery, possibly because I don't play. But Money is still really tight. And when I am upset I just want to bake a cake or something. But that cost money and the blender hurts my head.

So. End of my metaphorical rope. Right here.

How much does it suck that my girls had to stay home on such a nice day? J played outside for a little bit. But I was on the couch almost all day, with the curtains closed. And I am to blame for at least part of it. My doctor gave me a new medicine to try. But I am scared to try it. Yep, tough Holly is scared of a little pill. Because I have been on that scary chemistry roller coaster before. It sucked. And I do not want to do it again.

So tomorrow I will be taking charge. One way or another. Because I am that stubborn. Step one is starting a crazy OCD journal about everything I eat, everywhere I go, how much sleep I get, everything. Hopefully, I can find things that have an effect on my pain. 13 years is too long to deal with this pain.