Arrrgh

This afternoon I started having a killer headache. I tried eating something, drinking something, resting a bit, but nothing helped.

"Have you had caffeine today?" Mike asked.

"Ah!" I said. "No! That's it!"

Then I frowned. "Wait, that's not it. I didn't have caffeine on Saturday either."

"Withdrawal takes awhile," Mike said. "But it's the caffeine, for sure."

So I took some ibuprofen and waited it out. It's kind of scary that my body is relying on caffeine now. When I found out I was pregnant I barely had any caffeine throughout the pregnancy, and I avoided it all summer while I was breastfeeding. Even though I'm still nursing when I can, I need caffeine to function at work. But it is kind of scary how much you start to rely on it, and how your body can rebel once it's withdrawn. It made me wonder if I want to keep putting this substance in my body.

Good thing I'm only half-conscious on Monday mornings. It'll make it so much easier to down that Coca-Cola without an attack of conscience.