My Head Hurts!!!

So. My head is friggin killing me. That's where all my stress is. Like. I'm basically a really mellowed out person. I don't really get stressed out about things. But I do worry a little bit. I guess people think I don't have a care in the world. But I guess I do. And you know what the sucky thing is about stress migraines? They have a trigger. And mine is quite possibly the worst thing. Hunger.

¡Tengo Hambre!

So today was only sort of bad. First, last night I was watching Clay (the baby), and didn't get to bed until real late. I actually wound up sleeping in bed with him. So I woke up around 6:30 and my mom said she would drive me to school. Awesome. So I went upstairs and lied in my bed for about thirty or forty-five minutes. Sooooooooooo cozy. And then I got ready. Took me until a little before eight (Because I'm slow. No I don't wear make-up or do my hair!!!). So I go downstairs, and Mom and Kelly (step-dad) are talking about getting coffee at Rocket Cat or Dunkin' so I figured I'd get breakfast there, and I'll just make lunch and watch Clay so they can get ready. I ate a granola bar (as to tie myself over).

Little did I know, that the line for the DRIVE THRU at the Dunkin would be packed with mindless drones in two ton SUV's waiting for their caffeine with black food coloring in a hot styrofoam cup, and Rocket Cat always takes a half hour. So my breakfast plans were shot to the ground. CRASHING AND BURNING. As my stomach twisted and turned. This was not going to be a good day. I could already feel little bubbles forming near my temples.

So, I get to school, and I ate my snacks (another granola bar and a cheese stick. Both from Trader Joe's). And I was fine. For about twenty minutes. Right before Spanish class, my serotonin levels were low, causing the blood vessels in my head to swell up. A.K.A. a migraine.

So I was in the office for about half the class, I didn't want to eat my lunch and then be left with a migraine for the rest of the day. But Rachel (the BEST intern ever!!!) said she would give me one of her mini pizzas at lunch, so I could eat my lunch between 2nd and 3rd period, and be fine. So, I went to Spanish class, and it was really really really loud, because they were doing group study, and I just lay my head on the desk with my hoodie over my head. And somebody gave me some ibuprofen, which helped A WHOLE LOT. Thank you. And after class I ate my double-cheese-veggie-burger (Hey, they taste good! Don't knock veggie burgers 'till you eat them). And at lunch, Rachel gave me pizza, and girl Sam gave me a pretzel. And I was fine for the rest of the day. At least until now. Now I'm starving, and tired, and my head hurts a little bit. So, I'm gonna eat something, get some ibuprofen, and GO TO SLEEP!