Just One of Those Days

Yesterday, I should have stayed in bed.

And I really wanted to. I had gone to bed the night before with a terrible headache that I had hoped to sleep off. However as my consciousness slowly awoke, searing pain met me every time. So I kept going back to sleep, hoping that next time I started the waking process it would be different.

It wasn't. I had a full fledged migraine on my hands. Or head.

I finally got up around 8:30 (all my plans to get up early and cut out Dr. Pepper have been severely defeated this week), and fed the baby. Kora and Aubrey had fed the other kids already and cleaned up the kitchen, thankfully. Kelly called to check on me and strongly suggested that I go to the chiropractor. Although I didn't really feel like getting out of the house as I was also strongly fighting nausea and couldn't stand the sunlight, I decided that it would be better than suffering all day.

So I got all the kids into the suburban and headed out. But the motion of the car and the bright sunshine made my nausea ten times worse. Kora asked me, "Should you be driving?" I asked her, "Who else is going to drive me there?" She conceded the point while talking about when she was going to learn to drive. I was concentrating on not loosing the breakfast I had finally eaten.

As I turned onto the service road near the doctor's office, I was seriously about to loose it. I was thinking about how once I got past this nightmare of an intersection, with tons of construction and closed lanes, I could get out and hopefully get relief. The car in front of me turned left and naturally I followed. I looked up just in time to notice that the light was green. What didn't register was that I no longer had the left turn arrow. The light was green, but so was the light for the oncoming traffic. In my nauseous, miserable state, it didn't occur to me that this was a problem until I had to swerve into the construction area to avoid getting side swiped by the other cars.

In my foggy headed state I barely even registered what had happened. The girls thought all those other cars had done something wrong. I mumbled, "No, it was me." Just as the siren started blaring behind me.

Oh great. Sure enough, I get pulled over and given a ticket. Ironically the ticket is for running a red light, which technically I didn't do. I did fail to yield the right of way, but I had a green light. Oh, well, I thought, I'll take online defensive driving again.

Wrong. I read on the ticket that you cannot dismiss a ticket via DD if the offense was in a construction zone. Great! I can't wait to tell Kelly this one.

The chiropractor did help, but it always take a few hours for complete pain relief. I have a couple of vertebra in my neck that get out and press on my spinal cord area. All the drugs in the world don't give the relief that our wonderful Christian chiropractor can give.

I spent the rest of the day in somewhat of a haze as the pain slowly died down. Just when I thought everything was OK that evening as the kids were going to bed we hear a terrific crash, and Lauryn screaming. We run in there and the dresser has fallen over on top of Lauryn! I think both of our hearts stopped.

Just then Lauryn crawls out from underneath - stark naked. She got knocked pretty good in the eye, but was unharmed otherwise. We still aren't sure what happened, but we think she opened all the drawers at the same time, and the weight was too far forward. The only thing that was broken was her coin bank. It could have been much, much worse.

Then the baby refused to go to sleep. I rocked her to sleep three or four times, laid her down in her crib and up! she would pop. I had really thought we would be past this by four months old and time for school to start. Evidently I was wrong. Needless to say, it was a little late when I got to sleep last night.

If I had just stayed in bed, none of this would have happened. Right?