Slithering Seizures and 5/11
Yesterday I was assaulted by one of the most powerful migraines I have had in many years. Though it was not the most powerful.
I actually wrote yesterday's post with this malaise. So I am sorry for how lame it was... I felt I needed to purge it. But yes, I fell short. But as a conclusion, I suppose it works.
I am failing in many regards as of late. I hope this will not become a trend.
I was going to write this earlier, but my migraine did not leave me until mid-day today and I needed most of this day to recuperate.
It was intense... lights flashing... I was in bed, after having written the post, I did not even edit. I could feel the veins in my molars pulsing. My muscles get so tight, that it was not only painful to move, but it is difficult to do so. I once had a friend give me a neck rub when I was getting a migraine, she is good with physical therapy, she has massaged many people. She gasped... she said my muscles were like wood. I could feel this last night... my muscles... like a mannequin. The pain began lightly, from the bridge of my nose. I began to to see the tell-tale specs of light, the blurs. It was Mother's Day here yesterday, I was dining with my mother. I ordered an espresso, as often I have been able to stay a migraine if I have enough foresight with caffeine and ibuprofen. I did not wish to worry my mother... I told her I was tired and called it an early evening. I went home and took ibuprofen, but by then the migraine was already moving, growing.
A migraine is not like a headache... it is like a gelatinous creature between your flesh and your skull.
I tried to relax... I applied some acupressure which has worked in the past. I took a shower. In the shower the post came to me. The migraine calmed down and I thought I had beaten it. I ate more... and sat down to write. Then it assailed me. Struck like a harpy at my shoulders and it shot up to my head. I felt the nausea, the blurring. I finished the post as quickly as I could and grabbed some ice in a plastic bag, but this time not even that worked... and that is a sign of one of my mega migraines.
A migraine is like a seizure in slow motion. Like the chanting of whales is a song understandable over five hours. Synapses go out of control, my body becomes hard, muscles fire and become tense, as though they were jolted with electricity or were tetanic. The pain slithered along my left temple, towards the occiput (yeah, the place of donkey punches). I could map the veins in my head through the pain... I felt the blood flow through my cheeks, through my lips, in my teeth. The right side of my head went numb... I had vertigo and together this gave me the feeling that my right eye was floating in a viscous liquid, instead of being firmly in its socket. I shut my eyelids tight from the light of the street lamps outside, but the act of shutting the eyelids was excruciatingly painful. I was assaulted by waves of nausea, but did not vomit for the pain that that would produce. Meanwhile, the rest of my body was getting strange sensations, false synapses... my lower back was shivering... the type of shivers from either just having pissed or from a light orgasm. My arms and shoulders were getting pricks and tingles.
This lasted for fourteen hours.
I have had these attacks since I was eight. I remember having to get every sort of study done on my head... MRIs, PET and CAT scans (yeah, the last two are cute... unless you consider the fact that the CAT scan required an IV in my neck with a thick fluid.) Of course nothing conclusive was found. The MRI did, however, show that I have seven UBOs (Unidentified Bright Objects) in my brain, which, though not common, are not rare and nobody seems to know what the Hell they are, but they seem to have no direct link with anything. Yay seven!
My worst attack was in Austin about a year and a half ago. Though I had had the signs for a few hours, it actually fully hit in less than two minutes. I fell to the ground and the tightness in the back of my neck and shoulders was so extreme that I actually arched backwards. I did make it to the bathroom, but not quite to the toilet, when I vomited from the pain. This one, off and on, lasted for three days.
When I get a migraine, you can see my veins pop out in my forehead, especially the ones at the temples and the back of my head and neck become inflamed. When I was a teenager and in my early twenties, the pain would cause me to cut the veins in my temples with either an X-acto or a razor blade to release the pressure. All things considered, it actually did greatly ease the pain. Dunking my head in a bucket full of ice and ice-cold water also seems to work from time to time. At first there is a tremendous flash of pain... then it all goes away. In noticing that great pain added to the migraine would sometimes make it go away, when I was younger I would also repeatedly punch my temples. This worked every now and again, but would usually leave me quite dizzy. Probably one of the myriad reasons why I am such a retard now.
Now I just try ice... and just go through it. Or I still do try the bucket of ice water trick... should there happen to be enough cold water and ice.
So yeah... that was yesterday.
But... the reason I wanted to write today is that today is a small holiday for me!
**********************SPECIAL HOLIDAY BONUS POST!!!!!**********************************
Today is 5/11!!!
Do you know what that means???
Of course you do(n't).
It marks my first anniversary here on LiveJournal. Yep. I have been malaising you poor sods for one year now with my drivel.
So, if you would like to stroll down memory lane with Brekex, just poke at the asterisk/anus below!!!
Oh thanks for reading all this time. Seriously, thank you.
My love to most of you.
() *()
.
.
I actually wrote yesterday's post with this malaise. So I am sorry for how lame it was... I felt I needed to purge it. But yes, I fell short. But as a conclusion, I suppose it works.
I am failing in many regards as of late. I hope this will not become a trend.
I was going to write this earlier, but my migraine did not leave me until mid-day today and I needed most of this day to recuperate.
It was intense... lights flashing... I was in bed, after having written the post, I did not even edit. I could feel the veins in my molars pulsing. My muscles get so tight, that it was not only painful to move, but it is difficult to do so. I once had a friend give me a neck rub when I was getting a migraine, she is good with physical therapy, she has massaged many people. She gasped... she said my muscles were like wood. I could feel this last night... my muscles... like a mannequin. The pain began lightly, from the bridge of my nose. I began to to see the tell-tale specs of light, the blurs. It was Mother's Day here yesterday, I was dining with my mother. I ordered an espresso, as often I have been able to stay a migraine if I have enough foresight with caffeine and ibuprofen. I did not wish to worry my mother... I told her I was tired and called it an early evening. I went home and took ibuprofen, but by then the migraine was already moving, growing.
A migraine is not like a headache... it is like a gelatinous creature between your flesh and your skull.
I tried to relax... I applied some acupressure which has worked in the past. I took a shower. In the shower the post came to me. The migraine calmed down and I thought I had beaten it. I ate more... and sat down to write. Then it assailed me. Struck like a harpy at my shoulders and it shot up to my head. I felt the nausea, the blurring. I finished the post as quickly as I could and grabbed some ice in a plastic bag, but this time not even that worked... and that is a sign of one of my mega migraines.
A migraine is like a seizure in slow motion. Like the chanting of whales is a song understandable over five hours. Synapses go out of control, my body becomes hard, muscles fire and become tense, as though they were jolted with electricity or were tetanic. The pain slithered along my left temple, towards the occiput (yeah, the place of donkey punches). I could map the veins in my head through the pain... I felt the blood flow through my cheeks, through my lips, in my teeth. The right side of my head went numb... I had vertigo and together this gave me the feeling that my right eye was floating in a viscous liquid, instead of being firmly in its socket. I shut my eyelids tight from the light of the street lamps outside, but the act of shutting the eyelids was excruciatingly painful. I was assaulted by waves of nausea, but did not vomit for the pain that that would produce. Meanwhile, the rest of my body was getting strange sensations, false synapses... my lower back was shivering... the type of shivers from either just having pissed or from a light orgasm. My arms and shoulders were getting pricks and tingles.
This lasted for fourteen hours.
I have had these attacks since I was eight. I remember having to get every sort of study done on my head... MRIs, PET and CAT scans (yeah, the last two are cute... unless you consider the fact that the CAT scan required an IV in my neck with a thick fluid.) Of course nothing conclusive was found. The MRI did, however, show that I have seven UBOs (Unidentified Bright Objects) in my brain, which, though not common, are not rare and nobody seems to know what the Hell they are, but they seem to have no direct link with anything. Yay seven!
My worst attack was in Austin about a year and a half ago. Though I had had the signs for a few hours, it actually fully hit in less than two minutes. I fell to the ground and the tightness in the back of my neck and shoulders was so extreme that I actually arched backwards. I did make it to the bathroom, but not quite to the toilet, when I vomited from the pain. This one, off and on, lasted for three days.
When I get a migraine, you can see my veins pop out in my forehead, especially the ones at the temples and the back of my head and neck become inflamed. When I was a teenager and in my early twenties, the pain would cause me to cut the veins in my temples with either an X-acto or a razor blade to release the pressure. All things considered, it actually did greatly ease the pain. Dunking my head in a bucket full of ice and ice-cold water also seems to work from time to time. At first there is a tremendous flash of pain... then it all goes away. In noticing that great pain added to the migraine would sometimes make it go away, when I was younger I would also repeatedly punch my temples. This worked every now and again, but would usually leave me quite dizzy. Probably one of the myriad reasons why I am such a retard now.
Now I just try ice... and just go through it. Or I still do try the bucket of ice water trick... should there happen to be enough cold water and ice.
So yeah... that was yesterday.
But... the reason I wanted to write today is that today is a small holiday for me!
**********************SPECIAL HOLIDAY BONUS POST!!!!!**********************************
Today is 5/11!!!
Do you know what that means???
Of course you do(n't).
It marks my first anniversary here on LiveJournal. Yep. I have been malaising you poor sods for one year now with my drivel.
So, if you would like to stroll down memory lane with Brekex, just poke at the asterisk/anus below!!!
Oh thanks for reading all this time. Seriously, thank you.
My love to most of you.
() *()
.
.