I don't do Migraines. Thanks for showing me that I definitely need to get more sleep and drink less caffeine, but couldn't you let me know less painfully? Because it really is humbling to sob on the couch until my mother comes home and takes over and sends me to bed. On the flip side, thanks for that mother. And thanks for the wonderful worship at church that I vaguely remember. And thanks for guiding me home with less that perfect vision and less than pleasant daughters in the back. And so I do not do Migraines. I thought maybe I hadn't told you that I do have a limit to my ability to "just keep moving, just keep moving" and apparently a Migraine is it.
Thanks ever so much,
P.s. I also don't do Leukemia and sassy 4 year old girls but I guess I forgot to let you know that.