Creating my future, one miracle at a time

Just wanted to note -- once again, it's day two, and I woke up with one of those migraines where not only can you not lift your head up off the pillow, you can't even open your eyes. I had to just lie there until Thomas got worried and came to check on me (about a half hour of misery). When I heard his quiet voice say "mom?" I just managed to croak out, "drugs." After a bit it eased off enough I could wobble around a bit. After much more caffeine and such, I'm operating within acceptable parameters, but not great.