migraine days

Ive been excited about my sister coming to stay all week . She's not been well so it seems like she might want to doss about and not do much apart from the odd walk to the sea then sitting around eating and chatting ... then I get over excited and wake up at six and having read my latest book Sally Vickers ( the one about the psychiatrist , its brilliant ) for ages , my mind turns to breakfast and I have this desire to cook bacon and eggs and mushrooms and tomatoes for everyone and I do but I accidentally fry an extra egg for me ( I dont eat eggs having discovered almost for sure that they contribute to causing my migraines ) and I look at it sitting in the pan an dit looks so wonderful and I love eggs so much and its only one after all and I say I'll juts take a chance and maybe I 'll be ok and Nat advises caution ( shes seen me too many times with migraine , hanging over the bidet losing everything ) telling me if it doesnt work out I '' really regret it , but too late my mind is made up and I enjoy the egg and the rest of the oil laden breakfast and almost before its digested I start to feel seedy and even though L and I go out for a long walk down by the mouth of the river an d then out along the pier where the waves are crashing and the men are fishing an dthe birds hopping on the wall and by the time we get back my neck is aching and my head throbbing and I feel sick and take off to bed with Immigran .
I wake at five and jessie , the smallest Birman is entwined between my legs fast asleep and I darent move in case she bites me .

So , no more eggs ......