It’s raining it’s pouring…

I am trying not to feel as though the weather is out to get me. Each day I wake up powerless to improve my migraine because another pressure system is messing with my head. Literally.

I am trying to find positive things about the rain. I remember how much we usually need water this time of year, I sit in the garden and watch my plants soak up the rain, I listen to the birds splashing in puddles. I try not to hate the rain. Sometimes I even succeed.

I even walk in it, to and from the office. It’s an attempt to combine going to work with waking up and getting exercise. It’s not the easiest thing to start but the great thing about walking is that once you begin all you have to do is put one foot in front of the other until you finish. In the past few days I have let my fancy fly as I plod along to work one block at a time. I have made up non-profit ideas, imagined what I will do for my 40th birthday, and more. It’s a quiet reflective time for me. Best of all, I feel better when I am walking. Slightly. Until I stop. I suppose I could just live life on a treadmill. Can a person sleepwalk intentionally?

Until the weather breaks and the sun comes out I will do my best to ignore the sense of pressure in my head. In the meantime I long for dry, hot days without a cloud in the sky.

That’s my head not a pin cushion!!!

Not so very long ago in a medical facility not terribly far away there worked a series of dedicated doctors.

These doctors, having tried all sensible treatments to no avail, felt the way to cure a head that pounded and ached for no discernible reason was to give it a reason.

One doctor injected prilocaine into the tender trigger points of his patient’s temples and jaw. The next day the patient discovered that yes, her temples and jaw could hurt more.

One doctor injected steroids into the vertebrae in her neck, causing stiffness and soreness and throbbing and perhaps even temporarily fusing the neck into an immovable column of muscular misery.

Between them, they insured she could not sleep on her left side, her right side, her stomach, or her back. All positions met with angrily protesting head parts.

The doctors assured her the discomfort would pass in a couple of days and long term relief could occur but the patient learned a valuable late night lesson as a result of the injection site soreness.

Make sure you leave one position untouched for sleeping! There are no pillows soft enough to make your head forget a bunch of doctors turned it into a pin cushion.

So the patient, bereft of rest, decided to pen a poorly written fairy tale blog post in lieu of learning to sleep standing up.