Migraine update

Wow...

Haven't had one this bad in a long time.

( Ickiness beyond. )

Spent rest of the night dreaming horrible dreams about visiting the place where all the women were burned during the Salem witch trials (I know they were hanged, but in my dream they were burned). Then I was climbing a long flight of stairs that kept getting steeper and narrower, until the person in front of me (it was a king of some sort, may go into detail later when my head isn't throbbing) slipped and fell over the railing and plunged to his death.

Dreamt that I was a little girl with a playmate from pre-school, and that we were walking around the town together, but it was as though I was reliving it by looking at photograhs. Dreamt of Louis, who'd actually become undead and was decidedly unhappy about it. Not scary, just odd. Dreamt I spoke with my mother on the phone, but that I could hear a conversation I'd had with other people about an hour earlier at the same time through the phone. My mother told me she had the same problem but that with her phone she could hear all the conversations of the biker gang who'd taken up residence next door.

Head hurts less this morning. Took a lot more extra-strength Tylenol. I think it's more of a placebo than anything else, but it does seem to help a little bit.

I haven't had a migraine last three days in two years. I was kind of hoping they weren't coming back.

Migraine update

Wow...

Haven't had one this bad in a long time.

( Ickiness beyond. )

Spent rest of the night dreaming horrible dreams about visiting the place where all the women were burned during the Salem witch trials (I know they were hanged, but in my dream they were burned). Then I was climbing a long flight of stairs that kept getting steeper and narrower, until the person in front of me (it was a king of some sort, may go into detail later when my head isn't throbbing) slipped and fell over the railing and plunged to his death.

Dreamt that I was a little girl with a playmate from pre-school, and that we were walking around the town together, but it was as though I was reliving it by looking at photograhs. Dreamt of Louis, who'd actually become undead and was decidedly unhappy about it. Not scary, just odd. Dreamt I spoke with my mother on the phone, but that I could hear a conversation I'd had with other people about an hour earlier at the same time through the phone. My mother told me she had the same problem but that with her phone she could hear all the conversations of the biker gang who'd taken up residence next door.

Head hurts less this morning. Took a lot more extra-strength Tylenol. I think it's more of a placebo than anything else, but it does seem to help a little bit.

I haven't had a migraine last three days in two years. I was kind of hoping they weren't coming back.