Sometimes life is like this: I had baseball tickets last night. It was the last game before my son leaves for college. I really wanted to go.
Tired - up at 4:30am. Did not sleep well.
Forgot to take meds in the morning.
Stress at work - guy threatening to SUE and take my house.
HEADACHE - from forgetting meds.
SHOULD have taken meds and gone to bed, but REALLY wanted to go to the game.
Earplugs, sunglasses, & rescue meds, arrived late and left early. Right to sleep after. So far, so good, tick tick tick tick..... Nothing like living with a grenade in my head.
BTW - the Brewers were behind by a run when we left. I missed the walk-off home run in the 9th. Arrrrrg! Tick tick tick tick....
Steve
Tired - up at 4:30am. Did not sleep well.
Forgot to take meds in the morning.
Stress at work - guy threatening to SUE and take my house.
HEADACHE - from forgetting meds.
SHOULD have taken meds and gone to bed, but REALLY wanted to go to the game.
Earplugs, sunglasses, & rescue meds, arrived late and left early. Right to sleep after. So far, so good, tick tick tick tick..... Nothing like living with a grenade in my head.
BTW - the Brewers were behind by a run when we left. I missed the walk-off home run in the 9th. Arrrrrg! Tick tick tick tick....
Steve