How A Migraine Headache Can Really Mess Up Your Plans
I had big plans for this last week of my convent stay. I was going to go through the last few months of my journal to get a sense of where I was in real time, so to speak, and see where I wanted to put my energy over the next three months. I wanted to get Day One in the book completely done and have made a substantial start on pulling Day Two together. I’ve started sending chapters to my developmental editor and I wanted to make edits based on her suggestions. Oh, yes, I had plans, and then BAMB! Monday night it started. I could feel it coming on. Those of us who have them, we know when the boom is getting ready to drop and screw up our lives. There are always signs that the migraine is on its way.
For me, it is a tingling sensation above both of my ears and what feels like a tension headache between my eyes. I have been getting them for the past eight or so years not and due to all of that fun experience, I have a rule. You don’t fight the headache. You accept that it is going to visit, take your meds, shut the blinds (I’m light sensitive, so of course my worst headaches typically come in July!), close your eyes and ride it out. If necessary, you hit up the doctor for help, but that is my last resort. I didn’t need to this time, but I wanted to scream, mostly at myself. See, I had a really hard time following that rule. I kept attempting to work on the book. I thought, I’m in a down phase anyway, so I could keep writing and editing, as long as I did them in small doses and I’d be fine. Yeah, not so much and I had to learn that the hard way. I won’t go into details except to say that I spent some more time than usual in the bathroom.
Now, though, comes the really hard part, getting back on track. There is this little voice in my head that keeps saying saying, just end this thing now. You did pretty well. Heck, you came damn close to finishing up the three weeks. That voice is getting louder. It’s becoming difficult to ignore it and even more difficult not agreeing with it and chucking this whole thing. Instead, I’m writing a blog post. I’m making sure that I keep as many of my agreements as possible. And I’m looking forward to putting this experience behind me. It’s time to enter the world again. World, get ready. I’m coming soon.
For me, it is a tingling sensation above both of my ears and what feels like a tension headache between my eyes. I have been getting them for the past eight or so years not and due to all of that fun experience, I have a rule. You don’t fight the headache. You accept that it is going to visit, take your meds, shut the blinds (I’m light sensitive, so of course my worst headaches typically come in July!), close your eyes and ride it out. If necessary, you hit up the doctor for help, but that is my last resort. I didn’t need to this time, but I wanted to scream, mostly at myself. See, I had a really hard time following that rule. I kept attempting to work on the book. I thought, I’m in a down phase anyway, so I could keep writing and editing, as long as I did them in small doses and I’d be fine. Yeah, not so much and I had to learn that the hard way. I won’t go into details except to say that I spent some more time than usual in the bathroom.
Now, though, comes the really hard part, getting back on track. There is this little voice in my head that keeps saying saying, just end this thing now. You did pretty well. Heck, you came damn close to finishing up the three weeks. That voice is getting louder. It’s becoming difficult to ignore it and even more difficult not agreeing with it and chucking this whole thing. Instead, I’m writing a blog post. I’m making sure that I keep as many of my agreements as possible. And I’m looking forward to putting this experience behind me. It’s time to enter the world again. World, get ready. I’m coming soon.
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