My Face Hurts & I'm Mad

There are times when my glasses hurt my face. It's not their fault & they fit me the way they should. Remember, Dr #1 had me check them four hundred seventy-seven times. They do, by necessity, have to sit on my face and my face lives on my head. And my stupid head has hurt about 80% of the month of June. So far. We could break the streak & change the percentage, my head & I, but we do not have that friendly of a relationship. 

Also by necessity I took a shower today and washed my hair. Not liking the feel of wet hair on me while I'm trying to get dry & put on dry clothing, I put my hair up in a towel. My head did not appreciate this and launched a full frontal retaliation that had me sitting on the pile of clean clothes that is my closet floor. (Yes, Lil Miss Azzi, my darling 6 yr old niece, I understand that your mama folds her clothes.) 

I'm envious of people who can regularly wear glasses and towels on their heads. Heads should not retaliate against such simple things - I've never even given it a hangover the ungrateful wretch. AND I have been hydrating and hydrating and hydrating to make sure the topamax doesn't do blah blah blah to my blah blah blah blahs. 

100 mg of imitrex brought the 8 on the pain scale to a 4 & that's pretty normal. Plus it's all I can take for 3 days. I'd like today to be over now & I'd like to say a big F U I freaking hate you right now to whatever unknown mechanism in the brain causes migraines. F U.