Cathy, Me, Joaquin, Viviana

Cathy, Me, Joaquin, Viviana
We Did It!

The World of Color

The World of Color
Such a perfect day with Ian

Athol Training Walk

Athol Training Walk
Hot Day, Long walk

Birthday Fundraiser

Birthday Fundraiser
Me and the Avon Team

AVON WALK EXPO

AVON WALK EXPO
ME and my new HER2 + Gal Pals

Avon Walk Expo

Avon Walk Expo
Team "NEVER STOP MOVING"

Last Surgery

Last Surgery
Port Removal

On to the healing

On to the healing

Ringing the bell

Ringing the bell

Chemo #6 the last chemo treatment

Chemo #6 the last chemo treatment

Chemo #5

Chemo #5
5 down, 1 to GO!

New Years 2010

New Years 2010
Me and Cheryl Breast Cancer Vixens!

Chemo #4

Chemo #4
4 down, 2 to go

Chemo #3

Chemo #3
3 down 3 to go

Friday, October 9, 2009

MIGRAINES

October 9m 2009 Friday

Migraines suck. The spotty blindness, the headache and nausea that follows, the inability to sit in a dark room with sunglasses on and not be able to sit there because the TV is on the second to lowest level. You can't read your email nor tend to your crops on Farmville, because the screen makes things worse. You can't read a book, because the words and your eye movement make you sick to your stomach. So you sleep as best you can, but not really. When you wake in the morning the migraine fog sets in. The headache vaguely there, but the fuzz behind the eyes, the lack of focus remains. So you go about your day, you try. Everything is an effort. Migraines suck.

I don't know why or how or what I did that triggered the migraine, but it came none-the-less. I went about my day on Thursday, had lunch with Mom and my dear friend Tammy, then did some light KMart shopping, and headed up to NYU Medical Center for my Muga Scan. A couple of injections later and a bit of a hang out in the waiting area and in I went for the heart scan. I relaxed, closed my eyes, and drifted a bit because I was a little tired. The scan went well, the tech only found one thing ~ my heart of Gold! ~ ; D Then he rolled me out of the scanner and I opened my eyes and there it was, the spotty blindness. I knew I only had just a few minutes to get to the Excedrin Migraine or I was sunk, so I high-tailed it out the door with Mom trying to keep up with her cute little short legs, got a cab home, flew through the door downed the Excedrin, headed straight to the darkness of my room with my sunglasses on, and rested on the bed. It was too late, my time ran out, and I lost.

In four days I begin Chemotherapy, and I sit here and say to myself, "You wuss!" If you think Migraines suck, just you wait for the side-effects of chemo!" Perhaps that is why I got one; to prep me for the fun next week. Perspective, my girl, perspective. So I'm not Super Woman, even Clark Kent had Kryptonite. TCH is my Kryptonite I suppose. So I have to be more forgiving of myself. I can't do it all. Shucks, just when I thought I could.

I have made a promise to myself to enjoy the energy I have this weekend. So go out and have a wonderful weekend people, and be energetic! Hey! Nebraska won! I did manage to watch some of it from under my sleeping mask. That makes for a good distraction, but only when they win.

I'll check in on Monday. Let you know if the Fog lifted off of my head.

Nite!
Light and Love!
Melissa

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