Posted by Spike (207.172.106.10) on July 30, 2001 at 23:29:10:
All I wanted to do was take a shower. I knew from
previous experiences though, that whenever I take a
shower (which, mind you, is at least once a day), I
run the risk of aggrevating another upheaval (uph-evil)
from the beast. Seems like the sudden change from the
moist, steamy air in the bathroom to the dryer air in
the house, and it's only a matter of time before I'll be
burnin' up behind the right eye and moaning. So I took a shower
and shaved (is this too much to ask?) and then went in
and started watching TLC (woohoo,high speed car chases!). 1/2 later,
lights out, TV off, Imitrex in hand. Tried to think my way
through to the end, tried the sheep-skin neck massager
(for those of you who had read my earlier entry, I have
since apologized to my girlfriend for telling her I was
going to leave her for the sheep-SKIN), finally giving into the second injection
of the day. After doing the shot, I made my way to the bedrrom,
where I lay there for 15 minutes... waiting. Seems as though the
beast sees that needle goin' in and then makes that one
last ditch effort to push me over the edge in pain before
retreating once again. Praying, "God, please take it, take it away,
take it outta me". "It ain't kickin, it ain't kickin" and then...
"Oh God, thank you".
The sound of the locusts (crickets?) returns to my
ears from out my window. It's quiet again.
I am so friggin glad you all are 'here'. I feel as if
you're my family, and although we aren't in the same room, we connect
whether we like it or not. Sorry if this sounds so
melo-dramatic, and yet, is that possible when you're a
clusterhead?
Prayers & peace to us all on this summer night.
God bless,
Spike