Down and out

Y'all.  I have been so out of it for a week.  I had a migraine.  I have never ever had one before and I seriously had no clue what they actually were.  I am so very sorry to migraine sufferers.  I thought they were just bad headaches.  No.  No no no.  

It all started last Sunday.  I had a headache.  I knew it felt sort of different but I popped some ad.vil and went on.  It didn't help.  So for the next 2 days nothing helped but the headache was bearable.  And then on Tuesday, it wasn't.  I remember going to the doctor with my mom that morning and then I went to get my hair done.  I vaguely remember being there and I did tell her to hurry because I needed to lay down.  She did and I left there with my hair wet.  (Writing this out makes me realize that I don't remember paying her?  OMG...must call her)  I came home and set my phone alarm for 2:30 since I was going to have to go get B from MDO by 3:30.  I don't remember waking up.  I don't remember going to get her.  Apparently, at some point I called Lonnie and he could tell I was in major pain so he called his mom to come over to help me...she lives and hour and a half away.  

I came straight home and put a movie on for Blakely.  I do remember that.  She laid on the couch with me while I tried to just survive the hours until my MIL got here or Lonnie got home.  I tried everything.  Ad.vil, Tyle.nol, Ex.cedrin.  I used my essential oils and they were the only thing that gave me the tiniest bit of relief but it was always short lived.  I was getting so sick that I couldn't even get up to get the oils.  I finally broke down and took one of Lonnie's pain pills.  Nothing.  Took another one.  Nothing.

migraine hell hell hell

Wednesday morning Lonnie made me take a muscle relaxer because we thought maybe it was a tension headache because it felt like I had a knife going from the base of my skull on the right side all the way through my right eyeball.  It did not help.  I called my doctor crying and they told me to come right in.  That sounded like the worst thing ever but I had to get some relief.  I really don't remember much about being there.  I know I was curled up in the dark room for quite a few hours.  He gave me a pill that helps with migraines and wanted me to stay to see if it helped.  It helped a tiny bit.  Like made it to where I could get in a certain position and I didn't want to throw up all over the place.  

I still couldn't move much without feeling like death.  They gave me a shot of Deme.rol and Phener.gan.  I had to call my MIL to come get me and take me home since I now couldn't drive.  I don't remember that but I do remember waking up on the couch at my house and feeling better if I didn't move at all.  I had to go to the hospital to get a CT of my head just in case.  I don't remember that.  I really don't remember anything until about Friday.  I stayed in bed or on the couch and my MIL took care of B the whole time.  

He gave me a nasal spray (narcotic) to help with the migraine pain.  Let me tell you about that stuff.  Whoa.  I have never been so loopy in my life.  But it worked.  Sweet relief.  I was so happy to have relief.  But about 3 hours later the pain would come raging back so I had to stay loopy for a few days.  

Saturday I woke up with no headache.  Thank God.  But I felt like I had been hit by a truck.  And I still do.  I am getting better but I still don't feel right.  I have a few friends that suffer from migraines and they said that for a few days after a bad one it is normal to feel pretty terrible.  I have ZERO energy.  It takes all I have to walk up the stairs in our house.  I feel shaky and tired.  Ugh.  

Anyway, there is my story.  I have never had a migraine before and let me tell you I NEVER WANT ONE AGAIN.  I am so sorry to anyone who has ever had one and I doubted your pain.  I was a complete and total idiot.  I am sure mine was stress induced because this summer has been pretty damn stressful around these parts.  Let's hope I am back to normal tomorrow.  I have stuff to do!  

A little funny for you.  Lonnie told me I needed to pick up his prescription at the pharmacy today.  So I called a little bit ago and she told me that I can't get it until we are out of the one we just refilled.  I said but I haven't ever picked this prescription up?!  She was like, yes ma'am you did.  Last Monday.  I have your signature right here.  I walk over to our medicine cabinet and there it is.  I don't remember that at all.  I felt like an idiot.  But seriously, how scary?  

The good news is that Blakely was a total trooper throughout all of this.  She kissed my head and asked me multiple times a day, "How you feeling, Mommy?  Head feeling better yet?"  Sweet girl.  

No more migraines, please.