Well. Sure, I had some good times with that dose of Ambien, but of course there has to be something negative to counter the good, right?
A few days after my awesome sleep, I got The Mother Of All Migraines. Okay, not really. I've had worse (unfortunately). It was pretty bad though. The actual migraine wasn't half as bad as the recovery. My usual routine with migraines is that I start to see weird lines or bright lights in my peripheral vision and then that goes away. Then I either totally go blind (black) or lose partial vision. Neither of which hurts that much....but it is disorienting. It's after the vision freak-out that the pain comes. Crying will just make it worse, so I pretty much just lay there and wait. Most of the time, the headache goes away, and it's a little sore for the rest of the evening. Not this time, though. Holy Moses, I couldn't move my head for two days for fear of my eyeball falling out (and I watch House, M.D. I know that kind of freaky crap can happen!).
This evening was the first time in days that I have been downstairs. I went outside, too, and the fresh air helped, as well.
I have to admit, I got some good chuckles from y'alls comments about the Ambien, though. Sleep eating? I really don't think I need help with that. LOL Then again, if I got some sleep like I had the last time, maybe I wouldn't care.