This morning felt different. I woke up with a mild headache,
and the feeling of being near tears, both of which lasted most of the morning. There
was no apparent reason. Now I understand when Mummu used to say she felt “weepy.”
It was exactly that.
Cloudy cloud cover. |
The tinnitus is as unpredictable as the headaches, though
more frequent. According to whiny posts that show up in my Facebook memories, the curse
of internal cranial noise has been visiting me for many years. There’s no
discernible pattern or cause, although if I tracked it daily, maybe one or the
other would emerge. Sometimes, when it’s especially annoying, I jot a note in
my daily planner, but it’s not scientific or regular. Maybe it’s time to start a daily tinnitus/headache inventory
and notation. I can probably squeeze it in between the morning language app Finnish lessons
and Candy Crush or the evening social media time suck and Candy Crush.
Then the chilly, cloudy day became a rainy day. Even that wasn’t so bad, because when the rain arrived, the headache went away. This truly is a day of minor personal miracles. It's purely unscientific at this point, but if it turns out that gray, cloudy, rainy weather means being headache and tinnitus free, I may need to consider relocating. Portland? Seattle? Reykjavik? Edinburgh?
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