The Weekend Revisit Of “It’s Just One Of Those Days”

Today, I am away from home for work and I drive back home this afternoon, a two and a half hour drive that could take as long as four hours with Sunday afternoon traffic.

Normally, it does not bother me, but today is one of those days. My postherpatic neuralgia is in full force. My nose on the left side feels like it is on fire and hurts to the slightest touch. My left eye is watering and red and puffy. I have a migraine and to top it off, my body seems to holding enough water to fill a pool. I could take a water pill, but I have a long drive. Ever been stuck in traffic with a full bladder? Not at all enjoyable!

When I am retaining water, it is uncomfortable. My feet, ankles, legs, forearms and wrist feel as if I am the incredible hulk in transition and just stuck mid way. My skin feels stretched and the areas are hot.

Basically today I feel like crap, but I have to finish up work and make it look like all is okay. In my line of work I have a motto of “never let them see you sweat”. If anyone asks me if I am okay, the answer is always “yes”.

As much as I would love to go to my room and curl up and sleep, my desire to go home and be with my honey and my babies is overpowering everything else. So I will finish up, do as I have done all my life and just ignore what I feel, and just trudge on, drink a couple of espressos ad hope this migraine eases up, pop a couple of NerveFix for my neuralgia, and just head home with some tunes playing in the car.

There are just some days where my conditions really annoy me. Really.

Update: Took me three hours and forty five minutes to get home

Originalyy posted July 29, 2012


2 Comments Add yours

  1. Susan says:

    I always have a healthy attitude adjustment after reading your posts. Thank you for sharing your life, really, thank you!

    Liked by 1 person

    1. You are welcome Susan, and thanks for dropping by!

      Liked by 1 person

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