life, the universe, and donna

Today, I was asked how my migraines are doing. Since we were in a meeting at the time, I was a little taken aback — I didn’t realize they were on the agenda. But then I realized she was actually asking: Had Jesus fixed them?

Interjection: In talking to kdot recently, I realized that my original post may not have been too clear: No, my boss doesn’t think Jesus is going to cure my headaches, and he was in fact as mocking of the concept as I am. I work in IT. We’re shy on bible thumpers. Although, a surprisingly large demographic of our customers are self-professed Christian web designers. I continue to find it a bit odd when a business owner uses his faith as a marketing ploy, but on the upside it helps me weed out businesses that I don’t want to work with. I’m not huge on giving money to people who think I’m doomed. Or a heathen. Don’t worry, my conscience is clear.

Anyway. So, back to Jesus. I track my headaches/migraines. Not super carefully anymore, but well enough. I haven’t had a migraine since last weeks sniveling mess migraine, pre-Jesus/Propolononlololol. I’ve had a couple of killer headaches and have been extremely sleepy pretty much the entire time, but nothing that has developed into a migraine. Excellent. On the downside, this means I haven’t been able to ask Jesus to lay his hands upon my weary brow and LET THE DEMONS FREE.

I think Dave is counting this as a win for Jesus. But really, if I was going for a scientific approach, I shouldn’t have tried Jesus and Propranolol at the same time. Too many variables changed, how am I supposed to know what works? What if Jesus is a contraindication for Propranolol? I didn’t see it on the list, but it might be a side effect. Like antibiotics and birth control.

Come to think of it, the fatigue might be caused by Jesus, too. That’s some heavy stuff to carry around.