They're bAAAaaaack! Yep, this morning's unholy marriage of seasonal allergies and pressure changes produced that bastard of a child known as Migraine. Because of the wonderful effects of pregnancy, I had grown all too comfortable without Migraine's mind-numbing cranial pulsations, her light sensitivity, her neck stiffness, and last but not least her "pea soup scene in The Exorcist" impression. BigBoy playing with blocks sounded more like a performance by Stomp.
But then came the Drugs.
Ah yes Drugs. I've met Migraines who could not be defeated with my over-the-counter artillary and I was forced to call in the infantry--I mean infirmary-- but today Migraine surrendered to Drugs in only a few short hours.
I got lucky today. Next time I will be ready for her with my arsenal of excedrin at the first sign of advancement.
At least now I know she is out there just waiting for the right conditions to attack... and knowing is half the battle.
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