15th April 1997
I felt the pressure building at work... relentlessly. I took my tablets, still the migraine emerged. I felt sick. By teatime it was getting unbearable. I lost count of the tablets. My head and neck were agony, my stomach churning. I got home, lay on the sofa and commenced vommiting. My little child kissed me. 'Mum's sick' she said. I went to bed [at] 7pm and got up this morning fresh for work at 4.30am. I didn't spend time with my kids. I want to ask for a demotion.