Brandelyn: Lyrical Contradiction

Times have been a little rough lately. Last Wednesday, yes Wednesday as in a week ago, I was struck down with a terrible migraine headache. Thinking I could just gangster it with some Ibuprofen and sleep, I took a couple of days off from work and hit the couch. Saturday, I attended a bridal shower and felt fine, UNTIL I got home and laid down. When I woke up, my headache was back with a vengeance and it was just getting started. I thought I could pretend everything was cool, and just head to church, but somewhere along the way, I forgot that I went to a black church, that uses microphones and plays music. I almost ran out of there screaming, but the weakness in my knees prevented that from happening. Monday, I finally buckled down and went to the doctor, and for any of you who knows me well, you know how bad my head must have been for me to venture out to the doctor. So I’m sitting in the little exam room and the doctor comes in slamming doors and screaming at me and I couldn’t understand why. Of course I realize that this was simply from my heightened sensitivity to light and sound, but I was not a fan. So she prescribes vicodin and some other pain killer and sends me on my way. I get home, take the drugs and am literally comatose for the next seven hours. To give you a better example of just how asleep I was...there was construction going on inside of my apartment building AND I had seven missed calls and three text messages on the cell phone that was three inches from my face and did not hear any of it. Your girl was knocked out. The next day was Tuesday and I was still suffering from the headache. So last night, it hit me like a ton of bricks and I couldn’t see out of my left eye and basically, my life was in shambles. So, I went back to Kaiser this morning, got another doctor, a really cool black man who is a Cal alum, go bears, and he could not understand why the other doctor gave me pain medication. He shook his head, ran some tests and prescribed some migraine medication for me. So, 90 dollars later, two doctors appointments and countless hours of sleep later, I should be on my way to recovery. At least I am coherent enough to write this blog, so that’s something right? But I was also instructed to stay away from coffee, chocolate and all other forms of caffeine for the next few weeks, so that should be interesting. But the good thing is that in all of those hours of sleep, I had a lot of dreams of projects I am about to start working on, so all of this was not in vain. I just hope these little pills he gave me start to kick in. Anyway, pray for me y’all!

Peace,

B