Post by Gramsterdam Post by Dustin
A migraine feels like somebody in your head on one side banging on pipes
with a ball peen hammer. Light/sound/temperature bother you. It
increases the pounding. Excedrin for migraines (pick one) doesn't work.
They can last for days. Making you puke on multiple occasions; You feel
better for a few minutes in a nice cold sweat over the toilet. It's not
stress or tension (I've had those too), it's a migraine.. Ruins my whole
day and possibly another day or two as I've noticed the recovery time
isn't what it used to be.
Have you tried Maxalt?
Odd story: Twenty-odd years ago, I was sitting watching the TV one night
and began getting some kind of visual disturbance. The whole upper right
quarter of my field of vision became blurred and then began to sparkle in
various colours. This soon passed (by 'soon', I mean within an hour FYI :-
)) to be followed by an acute headache, which lasted for about an hour.
This happened a few times over the next month or so, so I decided it was
time to visit my GP. He diagnosed what I expected him to- migraine. He
gave me a prescription for a drug called 'Migril' (I think) and sent me
on my merry way, with instructions to take one or two of the pills every
time I experienced the visual disturbances, as it was the harbinger of
one of these headaches.
Months, possibly a year, went by and no sparkly blurriness ever
appeared.The pills went to the back of a drawer and were promptly
forgotten about. Then, one day, the Big One struck.
I got visual disturbances! YAY! Rummage around in all the cupboards, find
the pills, take a couple.
I had never experienced anything like it. Fuck, it hit me like a
sledgehammer. So bad, in fact, that I had to do the lying down in a
darkened room rigmarole. Couldn't move a finger while lying on my side
with my eyes shut or the pain got worse (how the fuck could it get worse
than it already is? I wondered) and my stomach churned. I really feared
I'd do a technicolor yawn all over myself and the bed and just end up
lying in it, immobile, as there was no way I could do anything to prevent
it. I actually feared I was dying.
I must've fallen asleep, thankfully, because I returned to consciousness
of my surroundings a couple of hours later (I won't say 'awoke' as I may
not have actually slept- perhaps I was dead, who knows?).
After that, I kept the pills about my person all the time- once bitten,
twice shy, I thought. Every time I felt the blurry-sparklies coming on,
the blister pack came out and I popped a couple of the Migril. I ran out
probably two years after I had first experienced any symptoms. Forgot to
get the prescription refilled.
Then one day, pill-less, the visual disturbances came on. Fuck, I was
frightened! I had no wish to go through what had happened on the day of
the Big One. The visual disturbance faded and I braced myself.
Then, it happened! Nothing! Nada, zilch, niente!
Ever since then, I'll occasionally get the twinkly blind spot, but no
headache to follow.
Fucking weird, eh?
"And thus I clothe my naked villany
With odd old ends stol'n out of holy writ,
And seem a saint, when most I play the devil."
King Richard III (I, iii, 336-338)