Saturday, May 6th- Miami, Florida
When I woke up this morning I had a bad headache, like one of those brain shattering headaches that pulses throughout your whole body.
"Oh shit" I say swinging my legs over to the side of the bed and putting my head in my hands.
I take a second but I get up and walk to the bathroom and turn on the lights. Mistake #1 of long saga of mistakes I make regarding this headache today.
It felt like when your hungover and someone opens blinds on you. Absolutely hell, except I wasn't hungover, I went to sleep at like 9 last night after the free practice day and I most certainly didn't drink when I was working but still I was left with this headache.
I quickly turn the lights back off and walk out to the bed area again to grab my phone. As soon as I reach it I call Paul.
Mistake #2, I should've known this one, Paul is single handedly the loudest person on the planet and when he answered the phone I swear to god I left the planet for second
"Shhhhh" i hiss into the phone and sit back down on my bed
"Oh alright, what's for you in a fit this morning?" He jokes as I rub my temple pulling the phone away from my ear and just putting it on speaker
"Do you have advill?" I ask
"Yeah, do you want me to bring it over?" He asks
"Yeah" I say and there is ruffling on his end
"Okay I'll be there in a second" he says as I nod and hang up
It only took about thirty seconds before there was a knock on my door because his room was right next to mine.
I get up carefully and walk out of the bedroom and to the door.
I open in and I swear to god I almost fainted from the light in the hall, I stumbled back and Paul makes a confused face at me.
"Are you alright?" He asks
"No, I have a headache that is piercing through my skull and I genuinely think I'm going to die right now. Like actually die and stay dead." I groan walking back into my room
"Well we have an hour to make you a living human again so let's figure it out" he says as I nod sitting down on my bed
"Here is advill, I will go over to my room and grab you some water, tea, and maybe something with electrolytes." He says as k take the advill
"Until then, just lay back down and relax your brain. Where is your room key?" He asks
"There is one on the desk" I say as he nods going over to get it.
"I'll be right back" he says as I nod
I just sit back and stare up at the ceiling and think.
This is what death feels like.
I just continue to stare until Paul comes back with all the stuff.
"Okay let's revive you" he says as I chuckle
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3:30 pm
"I've counted the mistakes I've made with this headache today, and to be exact it's been 8, but the biggest one I could've made is coming to formula one with a mind piercing headache" I say to Paul
"I thought you said you felt better" he says
"It's better than it was this morning, like I don't feel like I'm gonna pass out when I look at the sun. But it still hurts like a bitch" I complain
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