Thursday, November 24, 2016

The Migraine

Amanda rubbed her temple. She was in the middle of unpacking the rest of her things when she felt a migraine coming on. The only way to describe it was a "tightening" that started at the base of her neck and ended up in the back of her right eye. A few minutes later, the migraine would set in and she would be out of commission for the day.

After multiple visits, scans, and blood tests, the doctor finally concluded that it was probably nerve damage from the concussion she had suffered.
"You may have trouble for the rest of your life," the doctor said to her. “Or it’s possible that it will go away on its own. I've seen it happen”
Amanda turned down the prescription narcotics that the doctor offered and decided to stick with over-the-counter painkillers. They seem to work with caffeine, as long as she took them soon enough.
A few times, she was in the middle of writing, and ignored the warning signs of an impending migraine. She paid dearly for it and the pain put her out for several hours. This time, she put her books back into the box she was unpacking, and went over to the kitchen.
She grabbed her iced coffee, her water, and the painkillers. After washing down the painkillers with her coffee, she drank about half of her water bottle. She then leaned up against the counter and waited to see if it works. Closing her eyes, she started to go through the rest of her to do list for the day.
Just then, a breeze came through the open balcony door, ringing her wind chimes she had set up moments before. Amanda had a feeling that someone was there, standing next to her, watching. It was a strange feeling but it wasn't the first time it's happened.
When she told her neighbors that used to live down the hall, they were almost in a panic, insisting that she should never talk to the "demon of the complex". This was an unusual reaction as the couple were both usually very friendly and calm. They finally calmed down when Amanda assured them that she didn't talk to any "demon" nor did she ever plan to.
Amanda opened her eyes looked around. The feeling was only there for only a brief moment. She chuckled uneasily to herself and couldn't stop thinking about her neighbors' reaction.
Maybe she should lay off the internet paranormal videos.
The migraine never materialized, so the painkillers seem to have worked. Amanda put the rest of her water back into the fridge, and as she bent down to put it on the bottom shelf, her pendent worked its way out of her shirt and dangled in front of her.
It tangled in the chain just a moment, as if it were trying to look at her, then dangled straight down.
She stood up and held it closer to study. She was forgetting something, what was it?

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