Monday, February 20, 2012

Migraine.

Photo by Dionne Hartnett
First comes a fog, obscuring my vision.
Squint harder. That sign will come into focus.
No, it won't.
Lines of pain like cracks in cement work up the sides of my face.
Maybe coffee. Or a bath.
No. The mother fucker has got me.
It won't care that I have to go shopping, or take my son on a play date.
This one is going to roll over me like a truck, leaving me in sobbing remnants on my bed.
A day carefully measured into manageable portions has suddenly become several sizes too big.
And, again, I have to decide whether to flake,
or grit my teeth through another series of physical movements,
that used to seem so effortless,
and now cost so much.
Why do I have to get migraines on three day weekends?



9 comments:

  1. :( I hope it takes pity on you so you can enjoy your day.

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    1. It wasn't so bad. Got through it. Thanks for the love.

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  2. Ugh. I'm sending you lots of dark, quiet places so it'll go away soon.

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    1. Thanks, it actually wasn't as bad as I thought. I mainly felt off and tired, but not in a ton of pain after taking the abortive med.

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  3. Ouch, I've had migraines (not often) and they are all consuming madness head apocalypses. I feel for you. I heard of a cure for migraines once - it worked for me but mine aren't regular things. The cure was (says in a small inaudible whisper) masturbation.

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    1. ;) I get chronic migraines and I WISH that was a consistent cure! What a delight it would be!

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  4. I hope your sleep this evening clears this up! love you!

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  5. If it's any consolation at all, your description was so well-written and vivid that even if I hadn't suffered the occasional migraine myself, I would've been right there with you on this one.

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