I get migraines and they're horrible but I just take myself off to our bedroom, close the curtains and lie down until they pass. I tend to get them if I'm feeling stressed and I've not been particularly stressed recently so I've not had one in a while. Until today.
DP has been saying he'd go out to do some things today (for himself, printing something apparently) but he's been lingering around the flat all day pestering me. He had a shower and lounged around for ages whilst I was trying to edit my CV (the joys of job hunting!). Then our ASDA order came and there were a bunch of substitutions that weren't suitable so I was dealing with that and passing the bags to DP to take to the kitchen and put away. I could feel the migraine coming on so asked him to put the food away whilst I went into the bedroom.
He's been bashing around and coming into the bedroom every five minutes which really isn't helping. All I asked him to do was put the food away but so far he's been in to tell me I bought too much mayonnaise (twice! second time with the previous almost empty bottle), that most of the food goes out of date on the 6th/7th, that the freezer's full, that some of the bottles/boxes were bashed, that the fridge is full (this is bullshit, the fridge was almost empty this morning and we didn't order that much food) etc. He's making out that it's all my fault because I placed the order but I had him look through the list and add/remove whatever he wanted before we paid for it. Jesus Christ! I'm normally the one who puts the shopping away and I never have to go and complain at him about it. I didn't think it was a particularly complex task.
All the while my migraine is getting worse. Give me strength! (or a kick up the arse, or a migraine cure...)