Headache Diary

As I walked off the tube into Victoria station this morning, wondering what I was doing going back to work when my head was aching and the station lights blurred my vision I was reminded of the same old routine that faces me. The station was shut to commuters, exiting commuters only. It happens frequently at peak times. Hundreds of peoples' faces confronted me as I walked up the stairs, all waiting in line for the station guard to let them back into the station again.

I walked towards the pharmacy urgently in need of some drugs to fix my migraine. The assistant over the counter, who must have been about twenty years old was extremely helpful and cheerful, which is exactly what you need on your first day back at work. She asked the right questions, explained the medication and also said I should make a headache diary, record all the times when I get a headache, how bad it is etc then take it to the doctors.

This migraine started on Saturday morning, making it impossible to do anything at all constructive. I sat at the laptop and just starred and starred until my eyes blurred and watered. I was trying to write my assignment, but couldn't do a thing. But then again I didn't try much, the thought of it was enough to add to the pain inside my head. It was a sort of psychosomatic writers block almost, if that makes sense.

But now I'm okay, the tablets, containing Codeine seemed to do the trick, which is just as well as I can only take two every twenty four hours. I can now hear myself think and construct sentances, albeit slowly. It's a start. It will get better.

And the same old routine, I guess I will have to get used to it. Sometimes work seems like an alien place. I was thinking I really need to try and make some money by other means. I am thinking about becoming a Miles and Boon writer. Don't laugh, it's an honest profession. I saw a documentary about it. This lady, an established author was set a challenge to write a Miles and Boon novel. It was harder than she thought. You really need to write to a formula, which is part of the problem, not a lot of artistic freedom. A strong male character, a feisty, but controllable heroine, a good story line... either that or I'll end up writing erotic fiction. I went to a seminar given by the founding Editor of Scarlet Magazine. http://www.scarletmagazine.co.uk/ She gave some good advice about making it as a writer and writing erotic fiction. I'm seriously considering it...