I’m reading this whilst enduring menstrual cramps so bad they woke me up, and we’re staying with friends and I can’t find any paracetamol in their bathroom. If someone asked me to meditate right now I would quite possibly punch them in the face (that is a joke, but I would certainly use some pretty choice language). It’s a joke that you’ve been asked to meditate a migraine and I hope you get the right meds soon.