My head feels as if there is a huge green vice clamped around it and some giant is tightening it down.... yes, the old sinuses are flaring up. This is going on week two of a constant headache for me. Some days are worse than others. Today? Very bad indeed. I am on the verge of throwing up from the pain but I am fighting it because I know that it would make it hurt worse.
I said the following or something very similar in an email to my sister in law:
"It seems that as soon as my head started hurting, Evelyn suddenly developed a love of singing very long and non-sensical songs at the very tip top of her voice. I never knew that the voice of a three year old could penetrate steel in order to turn your ear drums to mush and cause excruciating pain in the frontal lobe while simultaneously being the cutest thing that you ever heard and leaving a part of you wishing that it would not stop".
Les came home from work to "batten down the hatches" so to speak. We are expecting at least 50 knot winds with possible tornadoes in the early morning hours. The wind has already picked up and we are listening to it blow through our trees, it sounds nice now but I know that if we were still in the beach box, that place would be shaking like a leaf. We are planning on moving Bean's mattress down to our room for the night just to be safe as she is upstairs in a room with alot of trees outside her windows. I don't plan on telling her the real reason why as I don't want her to stress every time the wind blows but, I have yet to think of a plausible cover story.
In other news, Bean has begun spinning tall tales and it just cracks me up. So far this week, she has been caught in a Mexican Ice Storm and her truck blown off the side of a mountain, she has flown thru the sky with birds and her arms got tired from the flapping, she has found a faerie in our yard that was dressed in a green bathing suit and had yellow hair and Ev taught her to say " Fu Mei", she has had a tiny vampire biting her feet, she has rescued her Papa when he was lost in a storm and had a wounded leg, there are other stories as well but, I think you get the picture.
Also she has been talking NON-STOP for three days. Les says that she is the only human that can speak on the inhale AND the exhale and that, obviously punctuation is highly overrated. No kidding! She was playing some sort of game wherein one of our bureaus was a car and she was going to Ohio to deliver chocolate to her Grandpa, but her baby had to go and so did the ginormous bag full of odds and ends. So she was experiencing some logistical trouble and she was constantly muttering and talking and fussing and grunting. When I asked her if she could maybe just play quietly and think in her head instead of talking (yes my head hurts that bad and well, she HAD been talking and singing for about 10 straight hours)----- She looked at me as if I had just turned green and sprouted another head and said " Well, NO, I NEED to talk!", man, if that doesn't sum it up.
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