I woke up this morning after a well-rested night’s sleep with a pounding migraine. My poor cat Pip (he will be regularly talked about) wanted to be petted, but my migraine state body could barely even open my eyes to endure the morning light.
I finally mustered up the strength to get myself out of bed, take 4 ibuprofen (yes, I have been able to go back to OTC after years on triptans) with some water and then wait for the pain to get to a “manageable” state.
I’d imagine like most migraine suffers, we all have a tolerable pain level. For me, it is when the pain is at bay enough that I can make somewhat coherent sentences and not sound like someone who has sat at the bar all night. As I write this, my brain is still sluggish and my body feels like hit has been hit with a bag of bricks, but at least my head pain is somewhat absent. I am still waiting for the lovely nausea to go away 🙂
Though I am in somewhat good spirits now, this morning I was not. I get into a depressive state both pre, during and sometimes post migraine. Last night, I felt my neck tensing up (a signal a migraine might be coming for me), so I did myself a favor, drank some water, and went to bed. However, despite my best efforts, I couldn’t prevent the inevitable. I’m sure many of you have felt this way too–absolutely defeated.
In my defeat, I thought I would start this blog.
As I began to think of having to call off work, a possible date tonight, and if a shower would either help or hurt the pain, I consciously realized how migraine affects all areas of my life. From the food I eat to the plans I cancel, my migraine has been a constant presence whether I have one or not. So, I figured, why not talk about it? Out it for the SOB it is. Instead of being of the millions who suffer in silence, why not draw others together to support, comfort, and bring awareness to this awful disease. I truly believe there is strength in numbers; we can be stronger than our migraines.