Ugh. What a night.
So, whilst at the mandatory college development day yesterday, one of my friends put on some vanilla perfume oil from the Body Shop. She and I then had our last training session of the day together. Over the course of the next hour and a half, I felt a migraine coming on. By the time I got home - she gave me a ride - I was in the midst of the worst migraine I’ve had in a very long time - more than a year, actually. I got home at about 3:30, and in the next five hours, ended up throwing up twice, as well as just generally lying on the bed with my microwaveable heat-thingy draped over my head, shaking uncontrollably and crying. A finally got home, and managed to dig up one of the migraine tablets that my GP gave me ages ago, that I had never used before because I didn’t want to waste them on “little” migraines. This one wasn’t little. So I took one. Whether it was that or my newly-emptied-and-newly-non-nauseous stomach, I don’t know, but I was finally able to fall asleep, truly asleep. Thank goodness. I woke up this morning, still tired and shaky, but blissfully, blessedly un-migraine-y.
Geez. I normally thought stuff from the Body Shop was okay, as it’s usually just artificial scents that set me off. I guess not. ::sigh::
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