Tag: migraine

Bedtime 18 June 17

It’s early, and I’m not going to lay down quite yet, but I’m logging off for the night because the migraine crept up and whalloped me over the back of the head. And my scalp has decided my hair’s been up too much recently, and there are the sore spots that feel for all the world like bruises in the usual places, which does not help. And it’s time to replace my glasses as soon as I can get to an eye doctor, as the stems are starting to do the green thing under the plastic, and my scalp isn’t too happy about that, either. (Yes, technically I should have replaced these two years ago. It would be nice to be able to afford to replace them every two years. Really. At least it’s not seven years this time.)

Just. Lots of ow, all hitting at once, and well, ow. Gonna go do something mindless for a bit while I wait until laying down isn’t going to result in a nasty case of heartburn, and then I’m going to attempt to sleep early, and hope that the migraine maybe goes away by morning. 12-48 hours. Hoping for 12.

Hugs for everyone, and I hope y’all sleep well when you get there!

Morning, 12 June 17

*makes rude gestures* Body hates me this morning. Brain does too.

No crochet today, because trigger point under the right shoulderblade is still being angry painful. I’m losing track of time really badly. (I could have sworn it was only 0830 just a couple minutes ago, how the hell is it 1000 already?) I want to go back to bed, but at the same time, I got up because sleep was no longer an option my body or brain were willing to go with.

There is too much to do, and I’m not processing well with where to start, because executive dysfunction is fucking horrible, and today is apparently a bad day for it. Even the idea of doing my organization projects that usually are soothing is making anxiety try to claw its way up my spine.

Hopefully I can get a grip on this mess after food. Which is going to be whatever is fucking simple to make, and it’s very tempting for it to be peanut butter cups. (Except no, because sweet is gross right at the moment.)

Also, the tiny humans next door seem to be louder than usual, which may be a migraine trying to hit me over the head, too, which is not good, even though it would explain the executive dysfunction being high in the manner it is.

*sighs, and whimpers, and scrubs at hair* Damnit. Ok. Food. And feed the cat. And then worry about what the fuck to do today.

Morning, 24 Mar 17

Good morning!

Today is going to be a horribly wonderful day!

I woke up, lifted my head from the pillow, and the room spun, how fucking delightful! With bonus light sensitivity!

*makes several rude gestures, and adds a significant amount of profanity to the air* Migraines. I hate them. I hate them more when I get dizzy instead of brain fog. And yes, despite the fact that I can’t feel the pain, this is definitely a migraine (light sensitivity, pressure around my skull, and the sort of dizzy that makes me want to roll my head on my neck because it feels like a steel ball is rolling around the inside of my skull and I can control the speed of it by moving my head… it’s a very weird sensation, and does seem to be specific to migraines for me).

Anyway. I have a full gallon of water for drinking today, I’m going to go in a bit and fill my crockpot with vegetables and beef and maybe clean my rice pot and fill it with white rice and barley and spices. Or at least, that’s my plan, and I’m hoping I can manage.

(Also, I think this migraine started yesterday evening, and is one of the more annoying sort because I’m having issues with textures against my skin that is resulting in a mutinous chant of “no clothes!”…. which I can indulge because no one else lives in this space, I can turn the temperature up as needed, and I’m not having an issue with fuzzy that I can tell, so fleece blanket over my shoulders it is!)

Today will be a day of playing Sims3, drinking plenty of water, attempting to make and consume food that isn’t chocolate and peanut butter, and teaching my cat profanity.

Morning 25 Dec 16

Merry Christmas to those who celebrate!

I am going to manage vaguely coherent for today in brick-space, and then crash as soon as is feasible, and pass on the extended family gathering tomorrow because last night’s spike of everything was the beginning of a migraine.

I refuse to go hide for today’s stuff, but not hiding in a dark and as quiet as possible room today means tomorrow I will be useless even if the main part of the migraine passes today. (It also means I may not make it to round two of extended family gathering on Tuesday, either. Bleah.)

Bedtime 1 Dec 16

A bit early, but I need to head to bed.

The cat was being adorable and boxing with the end of a stick through the curtain earlier.

I got some dishes clean, and got the pile of bowls moved into the sink.

Hugs for everyone, and I hope you sleep well when you get there!

Migraine is still there, but the pain is gone (no, that’s not actually entirely a good thing, because my pain tolerance for the sort of dull throbbing pain of headaches/joint pain/muscle fatigue is stupid high). (I tend to make note of migraine by the non-pain symptoms. The jump of things from normal to too bright/loud. The brain fog/dizziness/nausea. The pressure on sinuses and/or the back of my head. The only pain symptom that is reliably present is usually toward the beginning, because it’s a stabbity pain.)

norcumi
replied to your post “All it takes is one unexpected flickery flashy gif and the incipient…”

😦 ::careful hugs::

ashariajade
replied to your post “All it takes is one unexpected flickery flashy gif and the incipient…”

*Hugs*

*accepts* Thank you. 🙂

Advil + Sudafed + water + food. Between them, the migraine is to manageable levels now. Also a nap. I’m hoping this will be a shorter one, and gone by morning.

Jessamine decided that clearly I needed her to come sit on me and purr at me for a bit. And to give her scritchings. Possibly the lack of music, the not having turned the fan on, and generally being slow about doing things this morning. Because rain and because depression sucks… and apparently, also because sensory issues, since I just tried to turn the fan on, and had to turn it off immediately because of the sound of the motor. (Not a migraine, since thinking isn’t impossible, I’m not dizzy, and I’m not in pain.)

Bedtime 11 Jun 16

Too hot, too humid, the air conditioner never turned off today, so I have a headache to go with the screaming joints and the desire to take a planet with me in a fiery ball of doomy doom. Just.

And you know what, it’s fun to channel the desire to destroy everything into rage-filled clones with access to explosives, the Force, and an endless well of things to be incandescently angry about. Also, turning Palpatine into vaporized goo. There is just something very soothing about turning that bastard into atomized particulate.

Anyway.

Hugs for everyone, and I hope you sleep well!