Honestly, I don't remember. I kind-of remember driving to TR with Mary. I suppose we got groceries. It's funny what a person can remember with clarity and what happens to one's memory when that person doesn't think whatever is going on to be important.
Saturday I had church at Mt. Olive, Sat. School, and went to Fosston and Erskine for shut-in visits. I had a couple come from the Twin Cities for marriage counseling in the afternoon.
Sunday three church services, Communion at St. Petri at 8am, no communion at Oak Park at 9:45, Communion at Nazareth at 11am. A dinner at Nazareth and Joni (Emily's mom, Eli's new grandma) made a special batch of beans for me. Thanks, Joni. I appreciate it greatly.
I woke up on Sunday morning with an aura in my (I think) left eye. I knew I was going to have a bad migraine headache. I took the prophylactic dosage of Ibuprofen at about 6am. On my way to my first service it threw up my breakfast on the side of the road.
I wonder, in situations like this, what I really am doing or saying during the church service. The Ibuprofen kept the pain away for a while. But the aura in my eye made me miss steps and made me feel off balance. And, yes, it was hard to read.
I know that there are lots of migraine sufferers out there. Each church service I had one or more people offering me something that they found helped. So I know that several of my members suffer from this type of headache..
I remember that one time I was just done with the Gospel reading at Nazareth and I got an Ice Pick Migraine. I asked the congregation, "Where are we? I just got a migraine." They told me. We continued.
Actually, the best thing for such a headache is a bag of ice on the head, a dark room, and a few hours of rest. Yeah, I mean a bag of ice like those in old James Cagney movies or the "Little Rascals".
I was out until supper.
And I felt much better. During the dinner at Naz. I started to get the throbbing pain while my Ibuprofen was wearing off. I took some of the Excedrine Migraine pills that were given to me that morning.
You know, a headache can make your whole day or even week seem like it was totally un-productive and discombobulated. But I slept well when the sun went down on Sunday. Maybe my migraine messed with my memory of Friday. Maybe not.
But I feel better now. And Monday is new!