A love letter to migraines

I was in a car accident when I was 17. Had severe whiplash, a lot of nerve and muscle damage. I had a migraine for three years until surgery. Since then, every now and then it rears its ugly head.

I think this one was caused by a number of factors – little sleep last night and disordered sleeping for the last week, changing the dose of the Zyprexa, less caffeine today than normal, it’s Tuesday… who knows.

Needless to say, I’m miserable. I went to the gym after work and realized that I just couldn’t do it today, and turned around and came home. I hate this. The constant pressure, that when I get a respite from, only lasts 10-15 minutes. Tried coffee, Advil, meditation, food, a nap…. I only get small windows of relief. I don’t know how I’m going to get through work tomorrow. (I just read that Zyprexa can me used in headache treatment to lower severity. WTF.) In addition to the headache, I’m also nauseous, which is just liking adding another turd to an already shit sandwich.

Other than that, day two of the lower Zyprexa seems to be going well. Mood still stable, anxiety still under control.

I’m going to go watch The Magicians and try to relax. And then probably go to bed.

I hope your day is going better than mine.