Seriously, what day is it today?

What day is it today?  I have no idea.  Literally none.

I had to check my phone to find out what day it was, but by the time I got to it--I forgot I was looking for the DATE and looked at the time.

It is now, Thursday, December 8.  I have lost 6 days of my life.  I have very vague memories, very little to go on.

Saturday I was dismissed from VGH for home.  I got a full blown migraine. Sunday, I had a couple migraines.  Monday, I had more migraines.  At the time, I couldn't bear it up a moment longer and I asked Kent to take me to the VGH Emergency Room. 

I couldn't stop the pain, the vomiting, or hydrate myself.  After a 6 hour visit, it passed and I was hydrated and sent home. with a 20-30% bounce back rate.

And oh, did it bounce back.

I'm now sitting about 10 migraines in since Saturday.  I feel like I have a concussion.  I'm wobbly and tender.  I'm doing everything NOT to make another migraine.  This recovery thing is far harder than I ever dreamed it would be.

Thankfully, I have a little friend to keep me company.