I haven’t been feeling good for over a week now. Most of that is something I’ve dealt with for over two decades now (chronic migraines so bad that both my primary care doctor and my neurologist consider me disabled, though I don’t collect any sort of disability), but I also think I’m working through a general seasonal yuck.

Most of the time I can keep my migraines under “control,” which translates to having them nearly every day of every month of every year, but being able to function while they are present. I’ve literally tried everything over the course of these past twenty years (I had one neurologist tell me there was literally nothing else to try…seriously), but my new neurologist has me heading in a different direction, so there is hope.

(This all comes around to games, so stick with me.)

I have two types of breakthrough medication for really awful migraines; a medium impact med and a heavy duty med. I try not to take the latter as it makes me sleepy and weak and generally useless.

In the past two weeks, I’ve taken over seven. That’s like seven times as many as I might usually take in a week.

So, as you can see, I’ve been doing a whole lot of nothing other than resting and feeling like garbage. I’m also willing to admit the stress of the season might be having an affect as well.

Now, I’m in the end of the year crunch. I want to be getting to as many games as possible, and for the last week, I’ve played nothing other than checking in on my Pokemon for a minute here and there. I’ve not played a thing on my PS4, no Dishonored 2, no The Last Guardian. Both are games I’ve been waiting to play and wanting to play and now just yearning to play. I want to play The Last Guardian so desperately, I can’t even tell you. Sitting here, writing with my pup curled up next to me, the Trico reminds me so much of him, I’m already bracing myself for potential video game heartbreak. I want to experience that story and do my best to keep the beautiful creature safe.

Instead I am resting. And resting some more. And then resting even more.

I am a rest machine.

My regular raid team usually meets on Tuesdays and this Tuesday I had to crap out because I felt so bad. So I’m really playing just about nothing.

I know a lot of people out there play games when they don’t feel well, especially since they aren’t moving around much anyway, but I seem to not even be able to do that.

What a colossal fail.

So, instead, I’m telling you about it.

Sorry.

If it helps, while I was looking for an image for this piece, I made the awful mistake of Googling “sad Pokemon” and what a festival of depression that was. I highly encourage no one to Google that. I thought, for the saddest of giggles, I’d share a few of the images I found here.

Again, sorry.

I love sunshine, but even I can admit it would be a lame snack.

She may not be a Pokemon, but this image came up anyway. A sad Isabelle is just…well…sad.

Toad is struggling with some heavy thoughts.

On the flip side, I also found the following images that were just too adorable not to share:

A happy Isabelle is far better than the alternative. I mean, she is wearing a crown of flowers and has both a butterfly and a ladybug on her.

I think Pikachu is already about as adorable as can be, but a Pika under a cherry blossom tree? Yes, please.

And a Pikachu sending dandelion wishes off? Again I say, yes, please!

With that, I wish each of you a solid weekend of gaming. I’m hoping I can manage to play something for the first time in over a week, and I’m hoping it involves my soon to be friend, Trico.

What will you be playing this weekend? How does being sick affect your gaming habits?