Showing posts with label headache. Show all posts
Showing posts with label headache. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 28, 2015

One of those Days

I hate being chronically ill.

It is like breathing through a straw with bubble gum stuck on the end. There is no way around it. You've been served by mother nature. In my case, work and family added to the complications. 

Still there are some advantages to being dog sick: sleep, more sleep... and well, sleep. 

That also means putting my hopes and aspirations on the back burner. I have to do business first like cooking, cleaning, bills. If I have enough energy at the end of the day, I might get in a television show on my rabbit ears or write a few pages over a weekend.

Right now, I have a headache that wishes to be a migraine. 

Joy. 

Well,  I am off to nurse my poor head.

Have a great and wonderful day.

Saturday, February 15, 2014

Over Exposed and No Date to Blame It On

You know when you take a picture and the lighting is all off. You are either too white, too yellow, or too orange? I kind of feel that way today.

I noticed that I needed to let off some steam. 

I can't really do it here or at the Gazette, so I began another blog: Radio Active Dawn. I might even do a few podcasts with my strange sense of humor about the coming apocalypse. Now I feel like Buffy the Vampire Slayer remixed. 

I was in bed with a headache most of the morning. I've had too much pinned up energy and angst. I really freaked myself out with the geoengineering information. I hate when that happens.

With my broken central nervous system it is easy to do. I have to remember to remain calm and bring people the news. I am human and I tend to get absorbed by the bad news. I've got to remember that I am doing positive and good in the world by reporting on this information and not allowing it to remain hidden where nefarious deeds are more easily accomplished. 

Now, if I could only send the elite the bill for my emotional turmoil. It is after all their fault the world is going to hell. Psychos. Here my family thought I was one. hahaha! 

Nope. A critical medical condition that makes you weak and disoriented isn't a psychotic break. Using everyone in the world as a lab rat while you systematically destroy the world is psychotic. 

I'm so glad I can tell the difference. 

Have a great weekend and be sure to visit my other links! 


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