There are few things that make you feel as horrible as a migraine. It is one of those whole body events, like the flu, that makes you feel like crap even after its gone. Everyone who suffers from them has different symptoms and triggers.
I didn’t get migraines until I was well into my 20’s. Who knows how or why they started, but they did. The first time I thought it was just a horribly bad headache. It was definitely that and so much more. I took some ibuprofen to get rid of it, but that didn’t even touch the migraine.
Have you ever felt like your skull has been run-through by a piece of rerod and then part of it would burst? I have. It started with a sort of kink in my neck on the right-side just below the skull. As it progressed I felt the searing pain of that “piece of rerod” being shoved slowly up and forward until it exited directly above my right eyeball. That meant that I could now feel throbbing in the right-side of my head with every beat of my heart. Added to this was an intense sensitivity to light. At one point I remember taping a folded washcloth over my right eye in an attempt to stop the fiery sword from blinding me. I’m sure I looked like a bad imitation of a pirate, but at that point I didn’t care what I looked like. This “bad headache” was torture and I would have done just about anything to get rid of it.
It only got worse from there. I ended up putting on the darkest pair of sunglasses I could find as that fiery sword had started to scorch the sight in my left eye too. I also settled a baseball hat low over my eyes to shade them more (a loose one), closed the blinds, and pulled the curtains. There was still too much light, so I ended up crawling into bed and dragging the covers over my head still wearing the “eye-patch”, sunglasses, and hat. This was much better except that it hurt to lay my aching melon on the pillow. I don’t know how long I stayed this way but it felt like a lifetime and I still wasn’t done yet.
I finally managed to shuffle out of bed and noticed, to my delight, that night had fallen. I shed the eye-patch but kept the hat and sunglasses as I turned on a lamp for a bit of light. I was hungry and although I didn’t have much energy to make anything, I thought I could handle a bowl of soup. Campbell’s was the choice. Thank goodness for modern conveniences, nothing to do but open, heat, and eat. What I didn’t know at the time was that I was also hypersensitive to smells. So, as I am heating and smelling the soup I am also getting more and more nauseous from the smell. Off to the bathroom I ran. Oh darkness, my old friend, we meet again and I see you have brought a welcomed guest, the cold porcelain god to greet me. Bless you both. It was awhile before I left their comforting arms and attempted the kitchen anew. When I got there, I promptly sent the soup down the drain. I found and ate a few crackers, and headed back to my cozy bed to await my fate.
It took over a day and a half for the migraine to abate. After that I was wiped out, physically and mentally drained. Getting over this part took the better part of a week. Then, as suddenly as it had arrived, it was gone.
I know now that two of my triggers are stress and a messed-up schedule. While there are times that I can’t help but adjust my itinerary for different events or appointments, I do try to stick to a regular timetable in an attempt to keep migraines to a minimum. Also, one of the added benefits of taking Bipolar medication is that many of them also act as migraine blockers. This is just an extra buffer to help reduce migraines and their effects.
Suffer with migraines? What do you do to get through?
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