A good day. It’s so simple.

Know what a good day is?

It’s quite simple. Surprisingly simple.

It’s a day without physical pain.

Specifically, in my world, migraines. Headaches in general.

Just as I can’t recall the last time I had your run-of-the-mill cold — been all respiratory roads now lead directly to bronchitis and lung issues, Do Not Pass Go, Do Not Bother with Zicam — ditto for headaches.

Only reason I keep Ibuprofen in the house and car is to ease inflammation accompanying worser woes. Regular aspirin’s wasted on whatever ails me.

I sound like an old lady! I am! 59. But I feel 459. A hard life ages a girl.

Anywho, I knock wood writing this but I likely have as many “bad” days as good. “Bad” as in some crippling or slow-down caused by headaches, migraines, deprivation and disturbances in sleep and the variety of problems directly related.

Sometimes I wake up feeling good. What a day brightener! Then BAM! Outta nowhere, a bad headache or migraine strikes.

It doesn’t work in reverse. In other words, it’s uncommon to wake up feeling crappy then feel BETTER as the day proceeds!

Thus on those days when luck is with me — some strange elusive luck without rhyme or reason! — and I (a) wake up feeling good and (b) continue to feel good — again, defined simply as pain-free — through the whole day, why, that’s something special!!

KNOCK wood but today is one such day! It’s 6:45 p.m. Day’s not over yet. {knockwoodknockwoodknockwood!}

I just wanted to write that because I know my days of youthful vitality are behind me. Where health and high energy were a given. Where I could pull an all-nighter and quickly bounce back. An all-nighter or close to it now (it happens due of insomnia and sleep disorders) requires 3-4 days of recovery!

I’d be lying if I said I don’t miss that vibrancy of youth.

“Youth is wasted on the young.” Soooo true!

I wonder about my senior years. If I’m feeling like this at 59 (which some people would say is young), how will life be 20 years from now! I recall how I felt energetically and health-wise 20 years ago, at 39. Headaches and migraines didn’t exist for me.

SO a LOT changed in those 20 years.

So in 20 years when I’m looking at 79 — assuming I’m still around. Yikes!

Still. As for today:

I am free of headaches and migraines. A good day it must be. And is.

 

 

 

 

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