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So a few weeks ago, I cracked my head pretty good, and gave myself a mild concussion. It sucked, but these things happen. They said the confusion/stupidity/tiredness/frequent headaches were all just the aftermath of the concussion, and would clear up in like a week or two. Except they didn't. So, back I went.
Turns out if you have migraines anyway, which I do, you're at risk for some kind of post-concussion syndrome, which I apparently have. Which seems to be "same symptoms, but it's going to be a few months, not two weeks, and enjoy the semi-constant headaches." So I'm going on meds that might help keep the migraines from being crazy and make my brain stop trying to eat my face or whatever the fuck.
In the meantime, I have been a complete motherfucking flake. So if I owe you pings, or forgot to e-mail about something, or thread-dropped abruptly, or anything? I'm sorry. It's not you, and it's nothing personal, I swear.
In conclusion, as the t-shirt says: I can't brain, I have the dumb.
Turns out if you have migraines anyway, which I do, you're at risk for some kind of post-concussion syndrome, which I apparently have. Which seems to be "same symptoms, but it's going to be a few months, not two weeks, and enjoy the semi-constant headaches." So I'm going on meds that might help keep the migraines from being crazy and make my brain stop trying to eat my face or whatever the fuck.
In the meantime, I have been a complete motherfucking flake. So if I owe you pings, or forgot to e-mail about something, or thread-dropped abruptly, or anything? I'm sorry. It's not you, and it's nothing personal, I swear.
In conclusion, as the t-shirt says: I can't brain, I have the dumb.
