dramatic.

Wow, I'm tired today.

Like that tired...

I'm not 100% sure why, but the horrendous leg workout might have something to do with it. It took a little more effort coming off a weekend that started and ended with diabetic shock.  Yeah, not really. Diabetes is no joke. I'm just dramatic. 

I also suffer from chronic migraines...have for almost 10 years now. I have had every test, scan , and prescription drug known to man and lab rat, and no one could ever locate the source of them. That is, until I found a family doctor close to where we moved. He prescribed me Elavil. It was used back in the day to treat depression, but it was also found to treat chronic migraines....kind of on accident. He suggested it because he has had a high success rate with patients that have migraines with no known cause. It works like a charm. Before I started taking it, I would get 2 migraines a WEEK. Yeah, my life was pretty awful. Anyway, you start with one pill before bed, if you still get migraines, up it to two pills....and so one, up to 4 pills. You take it at night because it makes you really sleepy. Two pills were working for me for a while, but I was still getting 2-3 migraines a month. So I decided to up my dosage to 3 pills a night. ohmygosh I'm tired. One extra tiny pill can make me feel like I haven't slept in days. Who asked for my medical history? Not you. Sorry. 

Negative Nancy needs a nap. 

Do you want to hear a good story? (Because I know the giant paragraph above wasn't enough.)

I'm weird (duh), and must have a glass/bottle of water next to the bed before I can fall asleep. In fact, if you showed up at my house right now, you would probably find 3 water bottles sitting on my nightstand. Ridiculous. Well, I had Wise help me with the ol' hydrogen peroxide in the ears treatment before bed last night. When my alarm went off this morning, I was SO thirsty (also a lovely side effect of the Elavil) and I took a big giant gulp of my water (in the haze that I was in, see above)....ouch, my throat burns...take another drink....OHMYGOSHIJUSTDRANKHYDROGENPEROXIDE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I laid back down in silence, pray to God that I wouldn't die (see, I told you I was dramatic). I just knew my esophagus and stomach would be eaten through with hydrogen peroxide, and I would die a horrible death. I finally woke Wise up to tell him I messed up...big time. Out came the iPad and it told us to drink a ton of water, but do not induce vomiting. Gross, I know. So, I killed a water bottle or two and laid back down. 15 minutes later, I thought my stomach was on fire. Needless to say, I barely made it to the bathroom. TMI. I feel ok now. Just a bit queasy when I think about it. Blech. 

If you don't hear from me in a few days, you can tell the paramedics that I drank hydrogen peroxide.