WARNING: Some Might Consider This Pretty Graphic

I had every intention of going to work today.  My alarm went off at it's usual time, and though I didn't want to get up, it was nothing different.  That was, until I moved to shut the alarm off.  I could feel my head pounding.  I slowly got out of bed thinking it was the change in the barometric pressure that was wreaking havoc on my sinuses.  I went to the bathroom and splashed water on my face hoping the cool water would give some relief.  Then it was off to make coffee to get my morning fill of caffeine.   I turned on the computer to read my mail, a normal routine.  I got my coffee and came to the computer.  Each key stroke caused a pain in my head.  The tip tap of the keyboard sounded like hammers pounding or better yet bombs going off somewhere.  I decided not to type but to just read.  The dull roar in my head subsided for a few minutes and I decided to start getting ready.

 

Off to the shower.  I let the warm water rush over my skin and hoped it would relax me.  I stuck my face under the stream of water with the thought it would be warm enough to break up the sinus congestion.  I had decided to dress in a skirt today as it was supposed to be warm and muggy.  I got my lather so I could shave my legs and bent over to apply it.  The base of my skull felt like it got hit with a sledge hammer and the pain quickly traveled to the top of my head and then my forehead.  I felt as though if I opened my eyes completely they would fall out and travel down the drain with the excess water.  I held on to the wall as the wave of nausea hit.  With such quickness, and barely a warning, there I stood vomiting in the tub.  I hadn't eaten anything so it was just coffee and bile, but with every gag I felt I lost a piece of myself.  Like I was getting rid of my insides.  My head felt as though it was going to blow at any moment.  Soon came the dry heaves and then nothing but a gut wrenching pain.  My head was throbbing and every piece of my being hurt.  The water hitting me caused pain like I was being stabbed with little needles.  I grabbed the shower head and rinsed out the tub, and washed me off leaving my one leg only partially shaved.  I got out of the shower and called off sick.  I swear it hurt to talk and leave the message for my boss.  About half way through the message I remembered she would be late so I called a co-worker to give her a heads up.  I knew she'd answer her phone and the thought of actually having to talk sent my eyes into a blur.  I let her know what was going on and it was off to get some med's and get back in bed. 

 

I took a towel and got it wet with cool water.  I laid with my head at the foot of my bed in front of the window to get the little bit of cool air coming into the house.  I felt so hot, so sore, like I was dying a slow painful death.  The fan in the hallway had a low hum but it felt like samurai swords spinning in my skull.  I couldn't turn it off for fear I would just completely melt in the humidity and the heat I was feeling.  I say feeling because looking back I really don't think it was that warm or humid I just felt like I was suffocating.  I covered my eyes and forehead with the cool wet towel and tried to lay there with no thoughts, no sounds, nothing.  I swear there were a few seconds where I actually left my body as it worked.  Nothing was happening.  No breeze, no cars on the road, no light, no heat, no fan, no towel on my face.  Rotten eggs, the strong scent of rotten eggs took over.  It was as though I was laying in a field of eggs that had been baking in the sun for weeks.  It was then everything came rushing back to me and I ran towards the bathroom.  My head was pounding so bad I couldn't get to my knees so I just leaned over the porcelain God helplessly.  I had nothing left in my stomach but the dry heaves would not stop.  With each lurch my eyes filled with tears and my forehead felt like it was cracking against the wall.  No doubt my brain will be falling out soon.  It felt like I was there for hours, but it was only a couple of minutes.  My body was drained and as I walked back to my room it felt as though I was carrying 200 pounds of cement.   I practically fell back into bed and sleep finally came.

 

I woke up several hours later and felt better.  I still have a slight roar in my head and I feel as though I ran amarathon.  Every muscle hurts, a little queasy and I am slow in movements for fear the pain will come back.  I got dressed in shorts and a tank top and let a little chuckle out as I realized I had one partially shaven leg and beautiful black nubs every where else.  No need to try again I have no intentions of going any place. 

 

Migraines are not fun.  Not at all.  They come without warning and make you feel like you will be meeting your maker in a matter of minutes.  I use to get them a lot, but haven't had this lovely experience in some time.  Let me tell you, I haven't missed it at all.