As I was filling up my mug with hot coffee in the break room, I reminded myself that this would be the last cup I poured myself this morning, I was trying to cut back. I walked back to my desk and took a glance at my email and saw that my boss had already responded with some revisions that he wanted me to make to a couple of my proposals. The guy wasn’t objective at all, he just liked be right and would make me change things because he thought that they sounded better. It was annoying and another variable in an equation that equals a migraine headache, sometimes several times a week, depending on my sleep. It was ridiculous, I was so tired on a daily basis that anything beyond the bare necessities in life, didn’t get tended to at all because all I did was work and sleep. Half the time that I was awake though, I had to do something to provide myself with some headache relief, so if a couple Excedrin didn’t help then I’d often feel nauseous and nothing sounded better than lying on the cold, concrete floor in the utility closet, where it was dark and silent. I’d disappear to the closet for a couple hours at a time on a weekly basis when my headaches were really bad and if I woke up and it wasn’t any better then I’d go home.
My sister provided me with some information about a headache clinic nearby that specialized in providing natural migraine relief, she gave me a brochure that she picked up at a company health fair. They essentially attacked the physical causes of headaches which are often related to jaw misalignment, poor sleep, stress, diet and in some cases, weak neck muscles. They didn’t prescribe narcotics or habit-forming drugs of any kind and they said that even after just one visit, I’d have a headache relief plan in place. My boss was giving me grief about trying to get time off to set an appointment but I was going to just had to tell him that I need to go, if he had any idea how much time I spent in the utility closet on his dime, he’d go bonkers. If he simply let go of his little power trip then I could get some migraine relief and I’d be a hell of a lot more productive. Just then, another email came through from my boss with a list of suggestions for some changes to some irrelevant verbiage in the proposal, I copied and pasted them into the proposal and removed the language that was there before and sent it right back to him. There was a part of me that wanted to take naps in the utility closet anyway, even after I get this headache situation under control. I knew that was a passive-aggressive thought but dealing with this guy head-on wouldn’t be a good idea, he was your typical alpha-male who, if nothing else, wanted to win for the sake of winning, no matter the prize.