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If you had to choose a city to have a migraine in (not that anyone in their right mind would CHOOSE to have a migraine), I bet NYC would be rock bottom on the list. The many things that make NYC such a fabulous place (the sights, the lights, the sounds, the smells!) are also what makes it migraine hell (the sights, the lights, the sounds, the smells!)
Packed in a small hotel room with 16 women competing for the most powerful perfume award is guaranteed to incubate a migraine of mammoth proportions in those susceptible. Like me.
Struggling to make sense of the new knitting technique with clumsy fingers clutching two strands of sock yarn (she did tell us to bring worsted weight but I forgot that detail) while battling a migraine is not recommended, but I managed to hang in for the whole class, absorbing enough to duplicate the efforts later. The three hour class felt like it would never end.
I packed the meds. I always pack the meds. But I do not always carry them with me. They were across town, an uptown subway in brutally cold and windy NYC away. And brilliantly sunny. Don’t forget the sunny.
I made it back to the West Side apartment I was staying at (thanks, Pat!). I don’t remember locking the door behind me (thank God for doorman in the lobby, secure buildings!). I do remember fighting to open the blister pack the pill comes in and swallowing almost a half liter of water to make sure it went down.
Then I laid down carefully and waited fitfully for the pain to subside. Only two hours later I felt human again. For a migraine episode, that’s not too bad. Unfortunately it meant I missed one of seminar classes I paid for and dearly wished to attend. Pain wins hands down when the pain is a migraine.
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Migraines suck. Migraines that take multiple doses of toxic-level pharmaceuticals to recede *at all* suck big time. Guess which one I had today? Since I am posting, you can assume it has slunk to a distance.
Sometimes they grow on me. Sometimes I start the day with a minor sinus headache, and not quite enough sleep, and it mushrooms from there. That would be today. I crawled home… and collapsed with the meds, a cold compress, and a quilt. It took three hours, but I am now pain-free.
I am also wide awake now (if a mite fuzzy headed), when I should be in bed sleeping. This means I will be somewhat sleep-deprived again tomorrow (sigh).
I blame work for the increase in migraine frequency. The rest of my life is hunky dory!
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