A song-list (video quality will vary) that says a whole lot more about me than anything to do with Mondays … except that it’s yet another rainy Monday …
8pm Friday night … I’m trundling along, minding my own business when I noticed a certain sparkle out of the corner of my eye. Turns out that was in the corner of my eye. That familiar and slightly nauseating ‘cracked glass’ vision distortion that is a migraine’s harbinger.
I do my usual, swallow a couple of pseudoephedrine so they take effect as the headache part of the migraine takes hold. If I’m lucky this’ll be a mild one. I’m not lucky.
I reschedule, cancel, and otherwise rearrange all plans for the weekend.
4am Saturday morning … I can finally lay down without feeling like I’m going to throw up.
7.30pm Saturday evening … I’m chatting with Mrs Widds when suddenly half of her face disappears in a soft blur of colour that is the harbinger of the ‘cracked glass’ effect.
Yes folks, we’re in a cluster. My personal best is five migraines in four days. I morbidly wonder if I’ll break my record.
More pseudoephedrine. I try to keep any pharmaceuticals down to a minimum. Decades of painkillers for my knees have taken their toll on my gizzards.
I break out the hot water-bottles. One on the back of my neck and one on either side of my head. This helps me relax my shoulders and head muscles that I squinch up into tight knots in a futile effort to subvert the crushing pain inside my skull.
4am Sunday morning … I can finally lay down without feeling like I’m going to throw up.
3pm Sunday afternoon … I surface long enough to eat a piece of toast and delicately sip a cup of tea, both of which stay in my stomach long enough to satisfy minimal blood-sugar requirements. Soon thereafter I crawl back into bed.
Weekend. Done. Now it’s Monday … and it’s still raining.
Widdershins Worlds 
Aargh. I used to get migraines when I was younger. Those preliminary visual disturbances are awful (well, the whole thing is awful). I still get those sometimes — glowing holes in whatever I’m looking at and weird zig-zaggy patterns — but I no longer get the headaches and nausea, just a wrung-out feeling afterward. One of the benefits of getting older.
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Interesting, mine’ve got worse as I age and really hit their stride as I hit menopause.
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Mine started with puberty and fizzled out through my forties. I wasn’t sad to see them go.
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Hormones, either way, perhaps?
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Most likely. They certainly make themselves felt.
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Gawd,,, there are few things worse… hope it has eased by now .
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Recovering nicely now, but moving too fast, or anything above slow, in any direction, really isn’t a good idea. I call it my ‘fragile’ stage. š
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I know it all too well…though thankfully, not as frequent the past few years.
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but has it finally gone? I really hope so, Widds, for I know how bad they can get!
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Major suckitude, eh? … gone now (Tuesday) but I’m still at the ‘fragile’ stage. All things being equal, I’ll be usual cheery self tomorrow. š
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Glad to hear it…
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That is clearly torture – as if you didn’t already have enough other sources of pain. I do hope it has subsided now.
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It wasn’t fun, that’s for sure. Sad to say I’m used to them, on average about one episode every few weeks, but when they double/triple/quadruple up like this, the wind does get knocked out of my sails.
I’m going through the ‘fragile’ stage now. Not moving too fast in any direction.
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Dreadful affliction.
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My migraines have never been that bad! My heart goes out to you. I use Zomig. One quick squirt up my nose and migraine averted. No two people are alike but if it is an option to try . . .
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Thanks for the tip. š … I’ll check it out.
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Poor you. My deepest sympathies. I hope you feel better now.
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Feeling fragile, but getting there. š
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Migrainnes are awful. I used to get 4 days ones but they have got a lot better since menopause. Chocolate and vintage cheese still bring them on if I over indulge. I hope yours passes soon.
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Feeling a whole lot better today (Tuesday) but still a touch fragile if I move my head too fast.
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I can remember that feeling! I ope it passes soon
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Wednesday – I’m back to my usual chipper, slightly ironical, self. š
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That must be awful and it doesn’t sound as if medical research has come up with an explanation or a cure yet.
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No … although they like to pretend they do, and try and sell us the ‘latest and greatest’ drug.
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Sounds horrendous. My Dad had migraines and my sister gets a bad one about once a year, but I escaped inheriting them.
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I wouldn’t wish these on my worst … well, maybe my worst enemy, if I had one. š … all better today (Wednesday)
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Ooof, rough. I hope you are on the mend.
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Yep, back to my usual chipper, and slightly cynical, self. š
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I can’t imagine having migraines in my life as a regular thing. I had one–ONE–in NYC many years ago coming home from work on the subway. Sitting there planning to jump off the train the minute it stopped so I could vomit, at least, on the station floor and not in the train. Luckily, the vomit never came.
But GOD…………!!!
Man, oh, man. Glad you’re feeling better.
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They. Are. Not. Fun.
… yep feeling much better now. š
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I hope the migraines are no more. Those light distortion things started happening 5 or 6 years ago, usually lasting 5 or 10 minutes. Fortunately no feelings of headaches or nausea, and they don’t come often. Knock on wood.
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They’re long gone š … it usually only takes me a couple of days to fully recover. This lot took me a week though.
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When I had my first migraine I was seventeen and pregnant. I didn’t know what it was, and I thought I was dying. Now I am eighty years old and I still get the occasional flashing lights, thankfully nowhere as severe as they were for most of my life. Seriously, I feel for you.
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Hi there WW2 š … welcome to my little corner of the interwebz š glad you stopped by.
Yep, I think we can all agree that migraines suck!
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