I woke up today with a migraine.  It's fairly rare for me to do that.  I took one of my Axert, ate breakfast, and sat down for a minute before continuing my preparations to go to work.  Then the nausea struck.  Oh no!  I couldn't go to work like that.  I called my team leader's cell phone and left a message that I hoped my meds would kick in, and I hoped to arrive at our work location (it's a "field day" for my team) an hour late.  A little later, I called my supervisor at the office with the same info.

My team leader called me at 7:30 A.M., the time we were scheduled to begin work today.  She said she knew what migraines were like, and not to feel pressured to come in.  She said to call her whenever I could think straight, and let her know what the other team members needed to do to cover my work for the day.

I appreciated it so much!  Fortunately, the Axert has stayed down, and the headache is much better, but the nausea is not clearing up as readily.  I started crying after I hung up from her.  To think that people are willing to cover my work so that I can get the rest I might need.  But I know I don't do good work when I have a migraine, even if it's partially controlled, and even if it's fully aborted, I don't necessarily perform well in postdrome. 

So I'll see how it goes.  Maybe I won't go in at all.  Right now, lying in bed in a dark room sounds great.

This has been a bad week for my head.  I think the hormonal beasties are after me.