I've suffered from severe migraines now for about 4 years. For about 2 years of the 4, I was getting them twice a week. With the help of a neurologist, we got them down to once a week and finally after a year of trying different medications, once a month. Back in September, I decided that I was done being loaded up on all these medications (that were starting to not consistently work) and that I wanted to start tapering off of them to see if the medications were actually even working anymore. I read up on all the yuckiness of symptoms from tapering them off, got my prescriptions filled one last time and prepared for a rough month. I ended up having to go out of town for a few weeks and realized that I didn't have enough medicine to fully step down and my doctor's office said that they needed to see me before they would refill my prescription again. I was over 2,000 miles away, so that was not going to happen. So the crazy and frustration kicked in and I stopped "cold turkey". Inside I was freaking out a little but I figured, I already suffer from migraines and Crohn's, it can't be much worse that either of those... and thank you God, other than feeling pretty off for a few days and some major dizziness, the transition went fairly well. My body actually felt so much better not being on them. My sleep wasn't based on taking something and praying for it to work... it felt weird realizing that I was actually sleeping better than I had been in a long, LONG time. I was still having my daily morning headaches but no matter what we tried, that has been the norm for 4 years now. Until NYE, (other than two "mild" and short lived migraines) it has been smooth sailing.
Let's just say that 2016 did not start like I'd hoped. The shop stayed closed (even though I had plans to launch new merchandise), the lights stayed off, the bathroom stayed close, my water glass stayed full, the husband stayed quiet as a mouse (except to check on me), and after a failed attempt to get migraine medication down and broken blood vessels around both eyes from it getting lodged in my throat, I stayed in bed praying for even 30 minutes of sleep. I've tried every natural remedy I've ever come across to get them to go away with no success and I tried almost all of them again yesterday to still no avail. It took everything I had to not spend the day crying and to be honest, the only reason I didn't is because it would just have made my head hurt worse. I wanted to be strong but I just couldn't find it within myself. Here on the first day of the new year, I already felt defeated. Completely out of my control, yet, I couldn't stop it from making me feel weak and broken. It's crazy how much pain, of any kind, can consume you. At midnight, I decided that I couldn't wait another 8 hours to try to take some medication again and I grinded up those darn pills and got them down. The 2 year old on a Pixy Sticks sugar rush pounding on the drum set in my head has mellowed and he/she is currently lightly messing with the kick on the bass drum. It's not over yet but I'll take it. I don't feel human but I'm upright... and I'll gratefully take it.
It's good to remember that even though January 1st is the start of a new year, it doesn't decide what the rest of the year is going to look like. Each day is a chance for a new start. Some will be good, some will be bad, and some will be down right ugly, but the next day the sun still rises on a new beginning... and thank God for that!!!
Until next time...