Good Times, Bad Times

Good times, bad times, whichever rolls along try to accept each with equal dignity. Don't go too over the top, thinking you are the chosen one when things go well and then wanting to throw yourself into a hole when things appear to conspire against you.

Pressure days these last few days. Yesterday morning sitting in the office, sun shining through the window onto my desk. It soon got pretty hot, I should have pulled the blind down far sooner than when I did. The result was a thumping headache. Took 2 Nurofen and they didn't even touch the sides, so by mid-afternoon I had taken another 2 but the tiger was still wagging it's tail by the time I left the office at 5.30 pm. Must be related to stress at work; lots of bills to pay but at the moment no business. Really worrying factor is that this is pretty much the time of the year when we should be busy. It would not take much for things to go belly up if this is how it is going to be until the end of the year. If it is then we might be able to limp on for a couple of months into '09 and then it will be curtains.

So I took the headache home with me where it lingered all evening until I hit the sack at 10.30. The 2 beers I had probably didn't help but what the hell; bad head or no bad head yesterday was one of those when I felt I needed a drink. The whole episode reminded me of the huge headache that I had in Kathmandu at the beginning of the year. On that occasion I had stayed up all night in the Potala Guest House, throwing up one minute and the next curling up in a ball on the bed wanting to die. By the time morning came my thoughts had turned really rotten and I was on the road to going a little crazy if it had lasted for that much longer. Just about managed to get through that one.

Yesterday when I crashed I was tired enough to fall asleep pretty much right away but by 4 am I had woken up. Thick head was still there, now a dull ache but strong enough to stop me from going back to sleep. Had to go downstairs and this time took 2 paracetemol and they managed to finally kill it off. Then slept fitfully until 7.40, being pushed around by Tamdin for lying on my back and snoring. Got up and made coffee with the bright sun once again shining in through the window. This time I pulled down the shade, sat on my cushion and thought to myself good times, bad times; I should just try as much as possible to take them in my stride and not get too carried away.