Thursday, September 24, 2009


I'm so frustrated. And sad. And pissed off. I'm feeling right sorry for myself right now, so I just have to whine and get it out.

I've had a headache for a month and a half. I'm not exaggerating, or lying. I can remember one day since the second week in August that I haven't had a least a small pounding in my head. Once or twice a week, its enough to send me searching through the medicine cabinet to see if there are any migraine pills left - and then to bed.

Today, I was supposed to go to an after work happy hour, followed by a special local foods dinner with Prof at fancy wine bar. Instead, I left work at 4, popped a pill and went to bed. Prof was so supportive, but it really just made it worse. He wants to help, but there's nothing he can do. Seems like there isn't anything anyone can do.

I saw the headache doctor on Friday. She's actually a nurse practitioner - which means that she spent time with me. An hour. When was the last time you got to talk to a medical professional for an hour (unless you are sleeping with them? And even then, you are lucky to get their undivided attention for that long). She had no magic answers though. And the un-magic answers she had sucked. Get more sleep. Cut the caffeine. Take one of a zillion different meds.

I walked out of there with 2 new migraine pills to try (I've taken them all since, and its been less than a week); and a prescription for a blood pressure med. I had low blood pressure to begin with, so lowering it even more worries me a bit, but I'm desperate. It will take a week or two to see if it has any effect. And if it doesn't, then we'll try another med. And another med. And another.

I had an MRI today. It sucked. They put my face in a cage, and I sat in a tube for 45 minutes. Thunk, thunk, thunk. Beep, beep, beep. Thud, thud, thud. Needle. More thud. More beep. I'm divided on whether I want it to show something. If they find something, they can treat it. But, if they find something, it could be something scary. I don't need that.

And on an unrelated note, on Tuesday I had a flu shot. Yesterday, I had a mammogram and a breast ultrasound. Oh yes. Its been one hell of a week. Thank god it is almost over.


Janet said...

Oh dear! I'm so sorry you're having a rough time. I hope one of the new medications makes it go away.

Ms Behaviour said...

Wow, that truly sucks. What about all the non-medical treatments? You know, holistic options like chiropractic, acupuncture, naturopathic blah blah stuff. When western medicine doesn't work, sometimes eastern medicine has good options.