Man did I have a case of the “blahs” this weekend. I was just a big lump of nothing. Didn’t feel like doing anything, going anywhere or even talking (which is a BIG deal for me). Not only did I not have any energy, but I lacked motivation as well. I did manage to feed 30 drama students on Friday evening, walk the dogs on Saturday and sew the curtains for my meditation room on Sunday. Other than that? I sat my ample behind in my chair and tried to engage.
No such luck.
Of course it didn’t hurt that I had a headache all freaking weekend. In fact, it started last Thursday and is in full force today. Not a migraine, get in a dark room with an ice pack, kind of headache; just a middle of the brain kind of headache. I’ve taken Excedrin, my son’s migraine medicine (very mild), and ibuprofen (at different times of course). I went one day with no caffeine – no effect (I don’t drink that much caffeine). I even added some sugar back into the diet to see if that was it. Nope, still hurting.
Now I’m no stranger to a headache. I’m a clencher so I often get headaches from clenching my teeth. I’m also a huncher, so sometimes my headache will be from tensing my neck muscles so tight. Of course there’s always the hangover headache which has it’s own pain category all together but I don’t get those anymore…thank God. I also have seasonal allergies so the sinus headache and I are also intimately acquainted. This is different.
I have a sneaking suspicion I know what the lack of energy and the headache is all about…I just don’t want to admit it. I think it’s my blood pressure. Damn.
Back when I was still drinking, the doc put me on blood pressure meds because, surprise surprise, my once low blood pressure was beginning to slowly creep up. So I took it religiously for two or three years and then, surprise surprise, once I quit drinking it began to come back down. So I convinced the doc to take me off the meds to see what would happen.
Guess I know…I’m going in today to talk to him about it. We’ll see what he says but my guess is – I’ll be at the pharmacy on my way home.
Getting old sucks ass…but as long as I’m on this side of the dirt, I’m grateful.