Here is what happens when you’re a migraine chick and you have to deal with jury duty in Detroit with a huge migraine and you are definately not thinking clearly.
I had gotten my jury duty notice a couple months ago. I thought about trying to be excused due to a medical problem, but I heard from a friend that her mom had tried, and they had denied her request.
The other day, I woke up with serious migraine pain, so I took my drugs and managed to eat a Lunar Bar and drink some chamomile tea, before I left at 6:45a.m. It was a harrowing drive to Detroit in the dark. I followed a flammable truck's lights, easier to see, but I kept thinking what if it crashes and I’m blown up with it.
I really pissed off a bunch of drivers in downtown Detroit, because I couldn't see the lanes. I managed to get to the court and I paid $10.00 to park. I checked into jury duty at 7:30 a.m.
In the lounge, the fluorescent lights were killer. My ears were ringing. I was super nauseous and my vision was blurry vision. That big ball of flaming steel wool was back in my head. Everyone around me was so serene, quietly sipping their coffees, reading their newspapers and doing puzzles. Why me? Why was I the one sitting there in utter agony?
By about 8:15 a.m., I had to run to the bathroom to chuck. That was when I decided to see if I could leave. At the counter, the clerk acted very concerned about me and she said I could be excused. It would just be a moment to check me out. I was thinking I could just go home for the rest of the day, under the jury duty excuse from work. (Maybe not the most honest thing to do, but who would know?)
Right at that moment, a co-worker appeared late to check in. What are the odds of that? Crap! We said hello and he heard the clerk finishing telling that me that I was excused for the day.
Back in my car, I just sat there, not knowing what to do. I couldn't say I had been in jury duty all day in case my co-worker told my boss he had seen me leaving. I didn't want to call in sick to work again, because I've been calling in a lot lately.
Therefore, I drove to work, sat in the parking lot, cried for ten minutes, got my shit together and went into work. I lasted two hours before I went home sick.