A Day in the Life of a Migraine Sufferer
October 16, 2007
- 7:00 am – Wake up to jackhammers pounding your head and wonder if you did approve the Presidential Wing to be added to your house.
- 7:02 am – Realize that it’s all inside your head, dumbass. Oh, and you’re the only legal adult in the house, and those kids aren’t going to dress themselves. (But oh, how you wish they would!) Turn on TV, because Matt Lauer makes it all better, right?
- 7:15 am – Tap Kindergartener who is sleeping in a coma beside you. No response. Hurtle yourself to the other side of the house to wake up Middle Schooler. Grunts and groans ensue. Tell him he’d better get up, and soon. Remind him to feed family cat.
- 7:20 am – Crawl back into bed. Put on weighted eyepatch and hope it does the job.
- 7:30 – 7:55 am – (hear local news in background) Curse the eyepatch out, because it didn’t work; your head still hurts. Get up, throw on clothes that you hope match, carry Kindergartener out to the sofa, dress him, get lunches ready, get backpacks ready, cajole the younger one to PLEASE, PLEASE EAT A WAFFLE, I BEG YOU!!!
- 8:00am – Eat waffle while loading the kids into the van to go to school.
- 8:05-8:15am – Put hat (Arkansas Razorbacks hat that Belinda gave me) and sunglasses on, knowing full well it isn’t enough, but hoping that the migraine medicine you’ve been popping like tic tacs starts working SOON. Pick up other neighborhood kids, head for school.
- 8:30 am – Return home, crawl into bed. Call work to let them know you won’t be in today. Hope that one of the teachers who saw you drop off your kids will vouch for you looking like death warmed over, and squinting. Put on eyepatch again, warmed up this time, a pillow over your head, and go back to sleep.
- 8:45 am – Answer ringing phone. Curse MaBell. Tell Hubby I love him, go back to sleep.
- 10:05 am – Answer ringing phone. Curse MaBell. Tell Co-worker I’m dying, go back to sleep.
- 10:05 am – 1:30 pm – Sleep, glorious sleep. Wake up feeling like a Mack truck hit me.
- 1:30 pm – Decide to go to store to get healthy stuff in which to cook, because you just want this to STOP ALREADY, and maybe, just maybe, this will offer some sort of relief.
- 1:30 – 2:15 pm – Go to store in a ratty T-shirt, sweatpants, and the aforemetioned baseball cap and sunglasses. Run into old friend you haven’t seen in years. Die on spot. Find some of the items needed, but not all. Curse the fact that organic food stores are far away from where you live. Resolve to go there tomorrow. Pick up frozen pizza for the kids for dinner; you’ll just starve. Head for home.
- 2:30 – 3:30 pm – Rest on sofa in darkened family room. Try not to fall asleep so you don’t miss your son knocking on the door to be let in. Fall asleep anyway. Wake up to sounds of banging on your door. Let child in, thanking wonderful, amazing friend who picked your child up from school for you. Close door before you melt from the light outside.
- 3:30 – 5:30 pm – Watch child play video games. Doze on sofa. Think about making dinner; decide it’s high time the Middle Schooler learns how to operate an oven. Hope he doesn’t burn the house down. Doze more.
- 5:30 – 9:00 pm – Cook dinner. Pizza. Me? Brown Rice. Doze on sofa until you fall asleep, briefly waking to hear the boys softly moving around the house, taking showers and generally being awesome. Awaken to the boys watching Family Guy. Consider blocking TBS.
- 9:00 – 9:30 pm – Turn lights on low, read stories, set coffeemaker, brush teeth, tuck in bed. Take more medicine, and hope tomorrow is a migraine-free day.
Good night!
Posted by Shash @ 8:26 pm
October 17th, 2007 at 8:08 pm
Hi Shash,
Sorry your migraine is sooo awful, but glad you tried Torodol. Why can’t that be study medication?! Talk to you soon! Love, La
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October 19th, 2007 at 1:54 am
Consider blocking TBS — oh, yes, I hear you there.
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October 19th, 2007 at 3:51 am
Oh. SWEET Mercy. I feel your stinking pain. I had the girl parts yanked a few years ago and not having the girlmones helped tons, however, lately they are rearing ugly heads again (hehe) and I am back on the migraine train. Frozen peas help, that and excedrin with a milk chaser.
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