… I have a problem. I think I have a caffeine addiction.
Stop not falling over in shock like that. It’s not like I mainline coffee. In fact, I drink about one cup of coffee a week. So when I get these weird headaches about once a week, even after eating well and drinking lots of water during the work week, two things happen.
At first, I completely refuse to take headache medicine. Who am I trying to be, some sort of samurai warrior? Tom Cruise? Tom Cruise with a samurai sword? It’s not the taking drugs that bothers me. I have no problem with drugs. None. Drugs are ace. Go doctors go! But something about this particular headache makes me think if I’m just tough, and ignore it, it’ll slink away out my ear or something.
And then when the headache gets to the point where I’m squinting because it hurts less to squint and also trying to decide if I can take a nap under my desk (I can’t), I start totalling up what I’ve eaten and drunk that day. What usually happens is I realize I haven’t had my two to three daily cups of tea.
Tea! Sweet innocuous anti-oxidizing tea! Nectar of the intellectual, the liberally-inclined, and the dotteringly old! Tea! …. rammed with caffeine. Tea has as much caffeine as a cup of coffee, and while I save the coffee for weekends and special occasions, I absolutely drink buckets of tea.
Except on days where I get these splintering headaches. And refuse to take anything for them because not only should they go away on their own, taking medicine and brewing a cup is tantamount to admitting I’ve got a problem.
But now that the Tylenol Rapid Release and a cup of Twining’s Prince of Wales is coursing through my various systems, I’m less inclined to care. Oh sweet merciful relief.