Migraines, asshole brothers... and ranting!
Oh my!
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Well it was an interesting day... It started with me waking up with a pounding headache. Then I was coerced into taking my brother up to Bally's to workout... I of course with the headache wasn't much compelled to go inside to work out myself. So I slept in the car (pretty amazing to do since it's in the single digits today... ) and was woken up by my brother pounding on the car door... and to an even worse headache... to put the headache into perspective, it was like having 10 vice grips clamped tightly onto my head, an amatuer accupuncturist practicing his trade on my brain, AND having a nail gun shooting randomly into my skull every second.. Aka, a migraine... So obviously I'm not much wanting to drive, but due to legal reasons, my brother's not allowed to drive.. (DUI then Driving with a suspended licence will do that to a person....)... but after calling the parents to see if something could somehow be worked out I found out nothing could... so I HAD to drive home...
Needless to say my brother knew about the migraine... yet... as to his normal lack of regard for anyone but himself, he decided that noise wasn't a problem. He repeatedly kept turning up the radio, yelling at other drivers, and criticizing my driving... It got bad enough that I started yelling at him to shut up.. and anyoen who's had a migraine, and been unfortunate enough to yell when you have one, KNOWS just how much it hurts to whisper, let alone yell.... Yet he wouldn't shut up.... had no compassion for the fact that my head was extremely close to exploding into some ugly mess inside my dad's car, nor did he seem to notice that I was getting really really REALLY pissed.
As part of the routine when I end up taking him to Ballys, on the way back home we stop at a gas station so he can pick up his coffee... well I being in the pissy mood decided to just skip it and go strait home. He did not like this, and threw a royal hissy fit.... I mean this was one that a 2 year old would have been awed over. So being as pissed as I was, and with the evil things I was saying to him, he should have known it was a bad idea to throw that fit... so I get quite, and turn the car around and go back to the gas station... as soon as he steps inside the door, I pull out and continue home another 15 miles in blessed peace and quite.
I get home and obviously my dad wonders why I'm lacking a rider, and after I choke down about 5 excedrin (3 migraine and 2 PM's) I let my Dad know I'm truly sorry to have to inconvienience him so, but that he would have to go and pick up my brother from the gas station. My dad, not at all happy with this, starts yelling, and after I'm able to stand back up (migraines SERIOUSLY kill me, loud noise can knock me on my ass when I have one), I explain in a whisper (which I'd been talking in since I'd gotten back...) about all my brother had done and that I just could NOT stand being in the car with him any longer and that my brother was lucky that he got that far back home as it was. He says some things about abandoning a family member and isn't at all happy with me (still isn't...) and goes to pick him up... Then I get up to my bedroom and am about a second from passing out when my Mom get's home and has to know why I'm the only one home... so I have to explain it to her, and luckly for me she understands (she has bad migraines also) and lets me go back to bed and doesn't makes as little noise around the house as she can to be nice to me.
I was able to sleep until my Dad and Brother got home. Apparently my brother got my dad inflamed at me on the way back, telling my dad of how I was yelling at my brother and not being nice etc... so I have to be woken up then (apparently over my Mom's protests I learn later) to have it out... And yes.. I still of course have the Migraine. Now, My dad is by far a sensible man but when it comes to my brother there is a big descrepency... and yes I know of sibling rivalry and all but it's not that... I know if my dad HAD to pick a favorite it would be my brother. It doesn't bother me, nor surprise me in any way... because my dad and brother get along a lot better than my dad and I do... the main descrepency is that my brother can be a real smooth talker, and is by far a much better speaker than I am... and thus a lot more convincing... not to mention it's not easy at all for me to place a rebuttal while my head is trying to implode and explode at the same time because of the fact that my brother can never speak in a voice that could be anywhat considered 'normal'. His normal inside voice could wake the dead.......
Eventually (about an hour of excrutiating arguements later) I got them to see my side of things, and at least now my Dad isn't mad at me and I was finally allowed to go pass out.
I just woke up from that... and am still with a headache, but an easily tolerable one (actually it's kinda nice, because it's not a migraine! lol)..... and after going through all that I guess I had to just vent somewhere and this was my place for it... I woke up still pretty pissed but after writing this out I've basically sated it.....
Oh.. and the sad part of all this... My brother is 26 =/ I can also garuntee that I will get no apolagy for how he acted (just like I've never gotten a thank you for taking him to Bally's, even when I didn't have a membership there myself...) I took him there for kind reasons.. mainly because he had no license, no job, no car, and never gets out of the house so I felt sorry for him and wanted to help him what little I could since he is my brother.... but he's not going to be happy when he 'assumes' come wednesday that we'll be going up there and I refuse. He'll probably even act baffled and go apeshit and pressure my parents into forcing me to take him... *sigh* That's not going to be a fun day... because I'm pretty sure he can convince my parents to his way... but there's no way I'm going to bend and take him... I hate having to think about refusing my parents but I just can't stand to take him again. Hopefully it won't come to that though.
Ok... my long winded rant is over... Now I ponder whether to write about the girl that's throwing my mind for loops or not.... lol
Needless to say my brother knew about the migraine... yet... as to his normal lack of regard for anyone but himself, he decided that noise wasn't a problem. He repeatedly kept turning up the radio, yelling at other drivers, and criticizing my driving... It got bad enough that I started yelling at him to shut up.. and anyoen who's had a migraine, and been unfortunate enough to yell when you have one, KNOWS just how much it hurts to whisper, let alone yell.... Yet he wouldn't shut up.... had no compassion for the fact that my head was extremely close to exploding into some ugly mess inside my dad's car, nor did he seem to notice that I was getting really really REALLY pissed.
As part of the routine when I end up taking him to Ballys, on the way back home we stop at a gas station so he can pick up his coffee... well I being in the pissy mood decided to just skip it and go strait home. He did not like this, and threw a royal hissy fit.... I mean this was one that a 2 year old would have been awed over. So being as pissed as I was, and with the evil things I was saying to him, he should have known it was a bad idea to throw that fit... so I get quite, and turn the car around and go back to the gas station... as soon as he steps inside the door, I pull out and continue home another 15 miles in blessed peace and quite.
I get home and obviously my dad wonders why I'm lacking a rider, and after I choke down about 5 excedrin (3 migraine and 2 PM's) I let my Dad know I'm truly sorry to have to inconvienience him so, but that he would have to go and pick up my brother from the gas station. My dad, not at all happy with this, starts yelling, and after I'm able to stand back up (migraines SERIOUSLY kill me, loud noise can knock me on my ass when I have one), I explain in a whisper (which I'd been talking in since I'd gotten back...) about all my brother had done and that I just could NOT stand being in the car with him any longer and that my brother was lucky that he got that far back home as it was. He says some things about abandoning a family member and isn't at all happy with me (still isn't...) and goes to pick him up... Then I get up to my bedroom and am about a second from passing out when my Mom get's home and has to know why I'm the only one home... so I have to explain it to her, and luckly for me she understands (she has bad migraines also) and lets me go back to bed and doesn't makes as little noise around the house as she can to be nice to me.
I was able to sleep until my Dad and Brother got home. Apparently my brother got my dad inflamed at me on the way back, telling my dad of how I was yelling at my brother and not being nice etc... so I have to be woken up then (apparently over my Mom's protests I learn later) to have it out... And yes.. I still of course have the Migraine. Now, My dad is by far a sensible man but when it comes to my brother there is a big descrepency... and yes I know of sibling rivalry and all but it's not that... I know if my dad HAD to pick a favorite it would be my brother. It doesn't bother me, nor surprise me in any way... because my dad and brother get along a lot better than my dad and I do... the main descrepency is that my brother can be a real smooth talker, and is by far a much better speaker than I am... and thus a lot more convincing... not to mention it's not easy at all for me to place a rebuttal while my head is trying to implode and explode at the same time because of the fact that my brother can never speak in a voice that could be anywhat considered 'normal'. His normal inside voice could wake the dead.......
Eventually (about an hour of excrutiating arguements later) I got them to see my side of things, and at least now my Dad isn't mad at me and I was finally allowed to go pass out.
I just woke up from that... and am still with a headache, but an easily tolerable one (actually it's kinda nice, because it's not a migraine! lol)..... and after going through all that I guess I had to just vent somewhere and this was my place for it... I woke up still pretty pissed but after writing this out I've basically sated it.....
Oh.. and the sad part of all this... My brother is 26 =/ I can also garuntee that I will get no apolagy for how he acted (just like I've never gotten a thank you for taking him to Bally's, even when I didn't have a membership there myself...) I took him there for kind reasons.. mainly because he had no license, no job, no car, and never gets out of the house so I felt sorry for him and wanted to help him what little I could since he is my brother.... but he's not going to be happy when he 'assumes' come wednesday that we'll be going up there and I refuse. He'll probably even act baffled and go apeshit and pressure my parents into forcing me to take him... *sigh* That's not going to be a fun day... because I'm pretty sure he can convince my parents to his way... but there's no way I'm going to bend and take him... I hate having to think about refusing my parents but I just can't stand to take him again. Hopefully it won't come to that though.
Ok... my long winded rant is over... Now I ponder whether to write about the girl that's throwing my mind for loops or not.... lol
I hope things get better hun.