{"id":493,"date":"2006-04-26T01:57:40","date_gmt":"2006-04-26T00:57:40","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/dickonedwards.co.uk\/diary\/index.php\/archive\/headaches\/"},"modified":"2006-04-26T02:05:00","modified_gmt":"2006-04-26T01:05:00","slug":"headaches","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/archive\/headaches\/","title":{"rendered":"Headaches"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>How I hate chronicling ailments: it&#8217;s so boring. No one wants to know how well or how ill you feel. It&#8217;s as boring as relating a dream, explaining the entire plot of a movie the other person didn&#8217;t see (for a reason), or telling someone you&#8217;re going to be doing a charity fun-run. Even when they ask, &#8220;How are you?&#8221;, they don&#8217;t want a true answer to the question. Just a cursory &#8220;fine&#8221; to reciprocate the polite interest. <\/p>\n<p>But I have to report my current state. Better that than write nothing. <\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ve had this dull, sporadic headache that&#8217;s been coming and going over the past ten days. It&#8217;s accompanied with nausea, feverishness and general wooziness, plus a lack of concentration, low energy and an inability to do, well, anything much at all, really. No actual blackouts or throwing up, though. Thing is, I can&#8217;t tell how much of this is just me being my normal unfit Dickon Edwards self. <\/p>\n<p>I type the symptoms into the Internet, and of course it tells me I&#8217;m dying. Brain tumour is the first worry, so I&#8217;ve just had a new eye test (and passed fine), plus have seen my GP and voiced my fears. He thought it wasn&#8217;t anything serious. But I still feel rotten. And worrying about what could be making me feel rotten doesn&#8217;t help. <\/p>\n<p>Something that could be connected is a nasty bang on the head I received at the Windmill gig ten days ago, lifting my head up too quickly under a low shelf when I was plugging something into the mains.  It hurt pretty badly at the time, but I was drinking all night and didn&#8217;t really notice any pain for the rest of the evening. I was pretty anaesthetized.<\/p>\n<p>From the day after, though, I got these new kind of dull and throbbing headaches, and they don&#8217;t seem to be going away. They feel more like the kind of pain you get after banging your head, so the GP thinks it&#8217;s a combination of delayed concussion, coupled with post-viral goings-on from the flu that I&#8217;ve had off and on for the last month.  He took a look in my eyes with a pen torch, asked me to do a few hand-to-eye co-ordination tests, and told me he thought it was nothing to worry about: the headaches would go soon. He prescribed paracetemol till then. <\/p>\n<p>I do hope he&#8217;s right. I&#8217;m sitting here feeling headachey and sick. And sick with worry over feeling sick. It&#8217;s driving me mad. Put down the voodoo doll, please, Unkind Reader.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>How I hate chronicling ailments: it&#8217;s so boring. No one wants to know how well or how ill you feel. It&#8217;s as boring as relating a dream, explaining the entire plot of a movie the other person didn&#8217;t see (for a reason), or telling someone you&#8217;re going to be doing a charity fun-run. Even when [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-493","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/493","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=493"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/493\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=493"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=493"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=493"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}