Improvised Explosive Device (IED)

I feel as if someone just set off an IED inside my head.
A bright flash of light, ringing in my ears, stabbing pain behind my eyes, and it feels as if the right side of my head was blown off. I went to the bedroom mirror and checked. No, it is still there. I reached up and touched it to make sure and my hair hurts. It all lasted less than a second.

As the smoke cleared, I sat in my Orthopedic Chair and leaned back to contemplate where the meteor had landed. It had to be a stray from the Orionids. They peak tomorow around 5 am. No hole in the roof and no big rock on the floor. Rats, I thought at least I could get rich selling the Platinum from outerspace.

The pain is subsiding into a dull pounding. No interesting light show. I took some real drugs and should be sleeping in about an hour. Wait, why am I wide awake? I remember, I took the drugs about three hours ago. What a nightmare! At least the Intercranial Explosive Device was just a dream. Still have a mild migraine, but no IED.

Guess I will get a cup of coffee. Ouch! stubbed my toe. Who left that big rock in the hall?

Hal

Oh gosh, seems like Klingons has landed in your head?

Sorry you are in pain, Hal. From head to toe, looks like
Hope you'll be better soon.

Risa

That was good, Hal (the pain isn't good, but the story was).

Cheryl

Hal,

Mine come on in the night so I wake up with things. I can't imagine living through that.

Glad you have a sense of humor about it - I can relate (at least to the hair hurting).

I'm supposed to be on a "break day" but I woke up and things are moving! Tried looking at my clock and it kept sliding to the left. Looked at one of the dogs on the floor and she was sliding towards me. Rats! I wonder if it truly is an M or if its something else since I'm only getting visual disturbances.

Risa,

THAT's IT!! The Klingons keep trying to use their disrupters to blast a hole in my head so they can escape.

Cheryl,

I do try to keep my sense of humor no matter how bad the pain. It is very easy to get seriously depressed if I let the pain win. Glad you enjoyed the very short story.

Heelerlady,

It isn't an M, the clock truly is sliding to the left and the dog is truly sliding towards you, but only in another dimension. Did the clock ever hit the floor or did the dog ever end up in your lap? I think if I were experiencing those types of halucinations, I would get up and try to go outside. If the ground wasn't shaking or you didn't get blown away by the huricane, reality should set in and a nice cup of coffee and relaxing contemplation of the day might help (unless the sun is too bright).

All,

As for my pain, I do get those sudden explosive onsets from time to time. They almost knock me to the ground and I have to stop and lean against something to keep my balance. They last for a few seconds and then I am left with the dull throbbing pain, sort of like being hit in the back of the head with a baseball bat.

It is now 00:50 am on the 22nd and I am still in pain, but very slowly going away. None of the drugs are really working except that maybe it would be alot worse without them. No more Klingon disrupter blasts. Hoping that daylight will bring a nice day. It is supposed to storm tonight in about two hours. They say we may even get a tornado or two. I hope the furniture and the dog stay put. If the cat looks like the one in Alice in Wonderland, I'll know it is time to get under the bed. Mmmm, I hear the wind picking up a bit.

Thanks for letting me post my ramblings. It helps when the pain keeps me up.

I hear thunder......better shut down the computer

Bye,

Hal

Hal, I so enjoy your posts! Your sense of humor really helps take my mind off the pain. Keep 'em coming.....

Woke up about half an hour ago. I looked at the clock, but it wasn't sliding off of the table so I guess we did not have any tornados. In fact, I think the storm deflated the weather man's ego and pretty much disapated. The sky is overcast (like my brain) and it is a slow, steady rain with an occasional distant low rumble that makes a relaxing sound on the tin roof. I love rainy days, but I really am tired of these migraines that won't go away. I would rather look at an overcast sky then be one.

Time to make breakfast. I have this wonderful, very lean, maple-cured bacon that has a subtle maple aroma. Two fresh eggs (got them from the hen house in the back yard) fried in home-churned real butter and a cup of South African Kitamu coffee with fresh cream. Time to sit under the open porch and contemplate the meaning of life, sipping that aromatic coffee and watching the raindrops splash in the pond. Relax, relax, relax.

Hal

Gee Hal - have room for another? What you describe sounds heavenly.

Thanks for the story, I needed a good read today. Take care.