Went out for dinner & drinks with Ant last night. We went to Tapas Brindisa in Soho which is one of my favourite places to eat (also, incidentally, the location of ‘Angelo’s’ in Sherlock). The chef had just created a new dish, a monkfish carpaccio ravioli and I swear to god it was the nicest thing I’ve ever put in my mouth. It was absolutely beautiful.
We had a couple of drinks (cucumber & pink peppercorn Hendrick’s G&T of deliciousness) and then went to see one of Ant’s mates who was DJ’ing somewhere just off Oxford Street. Had another couple of drinks and a bit of a boogie then managed to get the last tube home. Watched Frozen until we fell asleep after about 15 minutes. Snuggled up and had the usual moments of ‘all it would take it one of us to make a move…’ but nothing happened because, y’know, it’s us and we’re so good as we are that throwing that away is scarier than not knowing if it could be more.
So that was lovely. I’m supposed to be out with Chris, Ashley, Phil + others tonight, at Ministry of Sound. It’s going to be fun. It will probably involve drugs, though I’m not sure if I want to… mentally I’ve been really well lately and I don’t want to risk it… but at the same time I don’t want to miss out on that feeling. But also I will feel like crap for the weekend if I do… aahh, I dunno. I’ll see how I’m feeling.
Anyway, this was far more detail than I was planning to go in to… I really just wanted to tell everyone how delightful the monkfish carpaccio ravioli was.
if you had a migraine there would be no chance you'd even be out of bed. you would be absolutely crippled by pain and sitting up right would be agony. Please don't use "migraine" if you're up and considering a run. there is no chance in hell someone with a migraine would even consider a run. Sorry if this is rude but as someone who suffers from migraines it's really annoying.
I’m not just using the word migraine because I felt like it. My doctor confirmed I have tension migraines but they go from mild to severe. Today was just not one of the severe ones.
you actually offended someone by saying you have a migraine oh welp fuck me man this is just wild
and not everyone who has frequent/chronic migraines always end up experiencing severe symptoms. christ on a cracker
Um, as a doctor I’d just like to point out that ‘tension migraine’ in itself is a misnomer - whilst the full pathophysiology of migraine headaches isn’t completely understood, it’s know that they’re due to defective dilatation and constriction of the blood vessels in the head. Whilst variations occur, migraines have very specific patterns of pain and other symptoms (unilateral pulsating pain, nausea/vomiting, photophobia, sound sensitivity, focal neurological deficits, Horner’s syndrome - and most importantly, they almost always incapacitate someone so that they cannot go on with daily life until the headache has resolved). Tension headaches have a different underlying pathophysiology (relating to the muscles of the head and neck and their aponeuroses, attachments & origins) different and usually more bearable - however, they may TRIGGER a migraine in susceptible people. Many people use the word migraine to refer to any headache that’s severe and/or associated with nausea & vomiting… clinically there is a lot of overlap, and yes the intensity varies, but one of the defining characteristics of a migraine is that it is severe enough to incapacitate. Obviously what people can tolerate before they give up and retire to a quiet, darkened room is different but most people with even mild symptoms of a migraine, described above, would not be pushing themselves to go for a run…
I think it’s a similar issue to people saying ‘oh I’m so depressed’ to mean they’ve had a bad day - it can be irksome to hear medical terminology of clinical depression being thrown around as an adjective. The same with people to use the word migraine indiscriminately to mean ‘bad headache’…
I’m in such a bad mood! My housemates have had a MASSIVE argument with one another so now there’s a load of tension in the house. And now the landlady has arranged for two guys to come in and redecorate the hallway, but didn’t bother to tell me in advance (which is, incidentally, illegal)… so I was woken up really early by 2 complete strangers in the house hammering the wall outside my room. Not impressed. Add in a few other things, like work only giving me half my pay this month, my boss not replying to my messages, my friend not replying about plans we supposedly made for this evening, the house is still a mess after housemate’s party at the weekend, some trash rag announcing that Benedict Cumberbatch has a secret girlfriend (I realise this is 110% a ridiculous thing to be upset about), the top I bought yesterday being faultily printed so I have to return it, the medical school insisting I spend THREE WEEKS shadowing at my new hospital (meaning I have to move to fucking Devon for 3 weeks whilst paying rent in London, not to mention travel costs, not being able to work for 2 weekends, and literally knowing NO-ONE there)… ohmygod I’m just upsetting myself more now.
Chocolate is the answer.
Lunch (Pret chicken salad, mango smoothie) on a sunny patch of grass in Regent’s Park :)
There is too much pizza on my dash *moans sensually*
Someone decided we didn’t have enough bananas at work…
This salad is amazing. It’s a tuna Niçoise, and then some. The bowl isn’t quite big enough to show it all off:
- mixed baby salad leaves
- pea shoots
- alfalfa & radish sprouts
- red bell pepper
- heirloom tomato
- herbed baby new potatoes
- boiled free range egg
- caper berries
- green olives
- French dressing
Today was wonderful. One of my friends, who lives in North London, had somehow never managed to visit Hampstead Heath. So I showed her around, and then we stopped for coffee in Hampstead village. So much fun, loads of walking… and I climbed a tree :)