I woke up at 7:30 this morning with one of the worst headaches of my life. I took ibuprofen and tylenol, but neither touched the pain. At 3 this afternoon, I couldn’t take it anymore, so Steve called in sick to work [no way could I take care of the kids. All light and noise made it hurt worse] and we all trooped to the doctor’s office.
They gave me two shots, one for pain, one for nausea [threw up three times from the pain]. Then she sent me home with Zomig, which is a migraine medicine.
Looks like I’ve joined the wonderful world of people who suffer from migraine, and I am not happy about it. When I woke up from the effects of the shots, I still hurt, so I took a Zomig. I had some tightness in my chest afterward [looked at the insert and found out that’s one of the side effects. Yay.]
Two hours later, I was still having some pain, so I took another one, which was what I was supposed to do according to the directions [after the second one was when I read the insert] The tightness wasn’t as bad. I finally ate some soup at nine this evening, and am feeling better pain-wise, but I’m a little dizzy, and drowsy, so I’m going to bed.
I don’t know how people with regular migraines survive them. This is a new thing for me. Today was the worst one I’ve ever had [I think I’ve had three total, and the others were taken care of with ibuprofen and sleep]. The second one was just last week. I really really hope I’m done with them.
Pain sucks, and I have it all the time anyway with fibromyalgia, but the whole brain on fire/pounding jackhammer to the skull/puke my socks up thing is a whole new category of discomfort. I don’t wanna do that again.
Okay, I’m going back to bed now. Take care, friends.