that was unexpected
Last night as I was going to sleep, I suddenly started feeling queasy. Very strange. I was able to get to sleep okay, but all night I slept poorly, and every time I turned over on my pillow I heard the blood rushing in my ears for about 20 seconds and before it settled down. Ugh. A lot of strange dreams, none of which resembled any of my usual anxiety dreams but were a lot more like straight-up fever dreams. Himself woke me up at 7am because I meant to go in to the office today and I had a strange smell in my nose and a strange taste in my mouth and I was, like, dizzy while I was still lying down. Oof.
I called in sick (which I can't remember the last time I did that, because normally even when I am sick I'm well enough to work from home), got up and took my temperature - no fever - and brushed my teeth and threw on a robe so I could say good morning to my kid before he went to school, took the meds I had forgotten to take last night, and went back to bed. Where I slept completely unconsciously for three hours; opened my eyes and looked at the clock; and closed them again for another hour and a half.
When I got up again Himself told me I had missed the snow. I don't know what that was all about. Maybe it was the fact that I'd missed my meds, one of which is supposed to ward off migraines? (The last time I had a migraine was a Saturday a few weeks ago and I frankly don't remember if I had forgotten my meds on the Friday night or not. I usually don't.) Maybe it was PMS? Maybe it was the weather? Maybe I'm actually coming down with something?
By now I'm feeling a little better and intending to take it easy for the weekend. But wow, I didn't enjoy this morning. (The parts of it I was awake for, that is.)