Sunday, August 30, 2009
A Javelin In The Brain Makes It Hard To Do ANYTHING
Yeah, really. That's what is feels like. Then there is also some pounding and some big metal band around my head squeezing, too.
I have a theory why this migraine is the longest most heinous one I've had in ages. I know you are all like, yeah, Jo, tell me, I just have to know. On my birthday (July 11th), I got sick with stomach pains which is no stranger to this woman. The next day I was still in serious pain, finally went to the hospital and it turned out my Crohn's Disease was just having a major flare up. OK. They shot me with some crazy narcotic that almost made me throw up and made my legs feel detached, and shot me with steroids and told me I could go home.
Since then, I was put on prednisone (steroids) to keep the inflammation in my intestines nonexistant due to the crazy 3 location party (small intestine, large intestine and stomach) my body was throwing. Last week it was time to gradually taper off of the prednisone and finally, on Wednesday, I was finished. My migraine started on Wedneday night and has gotten progressively worse each day. My friend came up with a theory that maybe the prednisone was keeping all inflammtion in my body down and when my body had no more of it, my blood vessels in my brain flared up, inflamed and went full on big-time kaboom, to full capacity. Does that make sense?
There really is no need to go into the ins and outs of how I've been treating it other than I have been under the care of my neurologist , so don't worry, I am taking care of myself.
So I write this post to explain that I am not writing the soap reviews until my headache is completely gone, because I want to give it my full attention and not be fogged by my pain which is all I can see, really. I can look at soap porn and I might just post some of that today since I am pretty much stuck in this bedroom because the damn sunlight feels like skewers being poked in my eyeballs. Luckily I slept at my mother's last night and the kids are swimming in her pool and making a clubhouse with a tarp and some chairs and a floatie and are actually getting along. Dare I say it.
But I am in pain and feeling a little sorry for myself and wish my coffee was magic morphine or whatever that would take the pain away.... :(