We did go see Spiderman last night - I was basically dead, and not sure my headache would stay away (I ate and napped when I got home, which drove it off a little bit). It did, but just barely. I was very spacy; considering the movie, that was just as well. It was vaguely fun, but Scott and I both figured it was probably only really worth matinee price.
Oh, well, such is life. By the time we got home from that I had my headache back (actually, I think it was standing up and then walking close to the speakers to get out that did it--). So I went to bed.
And this morning? I'm tired, and stuffed up, and unamused, and hoping that my medicine keeps this under control. Bah.
Oh, well, such is life. By the time we got home from that I had my headache back (actually, I think it was standing up and then walking close to the speakers to get out that did it--). So I went to bed.
And this morning? I'm tired, and stuffed up, and unamused, and hoping that my medicine keeps this under control. Bah.