Migraine

Last night was... pretty awful, to say the least. At around 9pm my head really started to hurt. I attributed it to the weather and/or the fact that I drank diet coke yesterday (which I am not supposed to be doing). I spoke to Tina on the phone and went to bed in a relatively good mood, thinking I would sleep the headache off, as one usually presumes. But around 4am I woke up feeling like my skull was going to split in half. I went downstairs, downed a glass of water (I was in so much pain at this point my vision was cutting out), and rootled around for painkillers, but I couldn't find any, so I took a sleeping pill instead - one of those herbal over-the-counter ones - hoping, again, that I could just go back to sleep quickly and wake up feeling better. I lay in bed with the window open for about half an hour, with this awful throbbing headache, praying I would fall asleep or pass out or something, but then I started feeling really sick. So I had to go through about 45 minutes of terrible nausea (which gave me rather grim flashbacks of my time spent in hospital) before I could actually get myself to throw up. When I did, it was just the water I'd drunk earlier and stomach acid as I hadn't eaten for 12 hours, which was highly unpleasant. I still felt sick when I eventually drifted off, but I woke up about half an hour ago feeling much better. The headache is totally gone (besides a distant dull ache) and most of the nausea has gone but I still feel... urgh. Not great, to be honest. Groggy and weak and still faintly sick. And very tired.
       
I think the migraine was either down to the heat, or the sushi I ate. I don't often eat sushi so maybe my body wasn't used to it. Or maybe it was just bad sushi.

Yesterday I got no work done, and I feel awful about it. My exam is in 12 freaking days. And I have to teach myself 3/4 of the course from scratch using my textbook. I'm thinking my best bet is to try to get the entire textbook read and annotated by Saturday, so Sunday I can enjoy myself, and the rest of half term I can spend revising the language notes, and also devoting a bit of time to my literature set texts, which I don't understand in the slightest. It's not looking great. But I'm hoping it will be OK.

Ooh - I forgot to mention (?) - Sunday we're having a street party for the Jubilee! I've asked my friends along, we're going to be there as a group getting utterly sloshed on the free booze. So, you guessed it, Sunday will be my 'cheat day'. As long as I work hard until then and manage to lose a few more lbs, I won't feel guilty about it.

This morning I was 136.0, so a lb down from yesterday. So things are looking up slightly. I might not make 132 for the party but 134 is looking very feasible. As of today, I only have 8 lbs to go until I hit my GW, which is super exciting. Then it's building up calories until I hit my BMR. Then enjoying myself to the nines and getting utterly lampshaded with my friends on prom week.

Last scrap of news. It's pretty big news so I thought I'd save it till last. My sister is going to be moving back with me and my mum (semi?) permanently. Let me explain. My dad is abroad for the best part of this year working on a film. At the end of June he goes to America, then in August he comes back to Europe, and early winter he returns to America. He's not going to be living full-time in London again until December, which means my sister, the lost child, will be homeless unless we take her in. So, she will be living with us until the end of the year (around 6 months), and we're aiming to move her in a week after my exams finish (June 25th).

It's a weird concept to grasp, that my younger sister will be living with us again. Part of me is overjoyed and missed her so much and can't wait for her to move in. Another part is anxious, remembering what a nightmare she was before she left last year, and also nervously anticipating how she will react to the news of my mum's boyfriend (we haven't told her yet).