I get really bad migraines. Sometimes I can head them off at the pass with some Excedrin, but often they come out of nowhere and I’m helpless.
A migraine hit me last last week at 11:00am, when I was in the middle of teaching science. Fortunately my students were working on a project so I was not doing much talking. Unfortunately, this was a bad one.
My migraine symptoms follow a very predictable, linear pattern.
- Pounding behind my left eye.
- Doozers from Fraggle Rock methodically bulldoze through my brain and drill tiny holes into my skull while they sing that marching song at top volume.
- Need for complete silence and total darkness
- Drink ginger ale.
None of this is really ideal in an elementary school with a lot of little children. I could feel that I was going to throw up and I ran out of the room to the nurse’s office. Fortunately, I have an amazing student teacher right now. Unfortunately, I’m really not supposed to leave her alone in the room for legal reasons.
I threw up in the nurse’s office bathroom and dragged myself into the main office to see if any building subs were available. Shocker-they weren’t.
I asked if I could lay down in the nurse’s office instead of going out to recess duty (impeccable timing by the migraine gods). I tried to close my eyes- there wasn’t a way to make it dark, because the nurse and various kids were in there. I continued to vomit into a trashcan. Lovely.
By some miracle our school secretary was able to poach a sub from another building. The only problem was that I couldn’t drive myself home.
The solution was that my principal would drive me home and I would just leave my car in the parking lot at work. So that’s what we did.
Because of the recess timing, I didn’t get to see my student teacher. I couldn’t even text her because the Doozers were working overtime and I was trying not to throw up in my principal’s convertible!
I got home- got in bed, and mercifully, was able to sleep off most of the pain. Thank goodness that my student teacher is so fantastic she was able to just make the rest of the day happen with ease. Thank goodness that the secretary is so magical that she plucked a sub out of midair. Thank goodness my principal could leave to drive me home.
Stay tuned for tomorrow’s slice- when I wake up and realize my car is still at work!