Karmic Komodo

Ok, so I must've tempted fate. I mentioned yesterday that I've been relatively headache free, plus, today I had a doctor's visit for a checkup, where I told him that my headaches are under control. So, what happens tonight? A damn dirty Richter 5 migraine.

Maxalt plus two Midrin an hour later, and the son of a gun is still with me (albeit a bit lower than a 5 right now).

I'm reminded of "Young Frankenstein," and the quote: "Could be worse. Could be raining."