what she means:I'm literally going to die my entire brain is falling out I can't see for all the blood pumping in my eyes and I'm afraid to take my meds because I'll probably just barf them up but no I'm not going to the hospital because health care is expensive I'll just tough it out can you pour me another fifteen cups of coffee while I lay on the cool tile of the bathroom floor and wait for the sweet release of death.
Migraines are no fun. I’ve been having them a LOT lately. So I guess this is vent art? I dunno. I think now I like the idea of Celly getting frequent migraines too. Because, y’know, it’s great when your head decides you’re just going to hurt and be dumb for a while and all desire to be productive just goes out the window.
But yeah, that’s sorta why I haven’t done much for a while. I just want to curl up in a ball someplace quiet and dark and play Dwarf Fortress or something.
- hello darkness my old friend
- medicine cupboard is 90% pain meds
- p a i n
- mad dash to the toilet
- blood pressure skyrockets due to excessive caffeine intake
- owning more ice packs than a high school nurse
- auras, aka, I can’t fucking see
- oh my god everybody SHUT. UP.
Shout out to all the people who regularly suffer from migraines
For those who have experienced the panic of that nasty, clawing little pain behind one eye and knowing what’s coming next.
To all the people who know what it’s like to have a thudding headache that makes you want to claw your way back into the earth to escape it.
The feeling of having a concrete block with sharp edges constantly rubbing the back of one eyeball.
To fear standing up from a bed or chair in case of blackouts or tunnel vision.
For those forced to pray to the porcelain god for the crime of sleeping a little too long or daring to go out and have fun.
For those who have puked till their stomachs were as empty and bile ridden as a Donald Trump speech. And yet your body still hates you.
To all those who understand the joy of a dark, silent bedroom. Or a hot, refreshing shower. Or a comfy sofa and cool towel over the eyes….and a bucket in easy reach.
To all those who know that an aspirin won’t do jack shit, but thanks for offering. Those who know how addictive Codine is.
For those who have had to give up fun activities or days out and been laid low on birthdays and special occasions because of it.
I wouldn’t wish migraines on my worst enemy, but you are strong and I send you hugs and best wishes for a speedy recovery. May your pillows be cool, your Migraleave be quick and effective, and your families be understanding.