Friday, February 29, 2008

Keeping Yourself on Track

Sometimes when I come out of a super bad pain migraine spell, I almost feel as if I’m coming out of a bender, like an out of control party girl like Lindsay Lohan. I’m like “what day is it?” and “who am I?”, staggering around, trying to get my life back together. Other times, it feels like I've been away on a long vacation (a vacation from hell mind you) sorting through my mail, etc..trying to figure out what happened while I was gone.

I was thinking it would be cool to have a handler or a personal assistant who could keep your life together during times like this. She could remind you that you need to drink more water, make those pesky doctor appointments for you, and get your interest lowered on your credit card. There are always things on my To-Do list that take me forever to get done, and I always make these resolutions to do things like meditate and eat better, but then when the bad pain hits, it all goes out the window. And then I have to start all over again. It's exhausting.

Does anyone have any tips on how to keep yourself on track when you're a migraine chick?

Tuesday, February 26, 2008

Reading Problems with Migraines

I know that I’ve blathered on about this before, but I’m still having a hard time coming to terms with my reading problems with my migraines. After being such an avid reader, I find it is agony not being able to read the books I want to. The size of the print is a huge factor, plus my blurry vision problem and my loss of concentration.

I’ve found through the years that what I choose to read really reflects my life at the time. In my late teens, I was all about the classic authors like Thomas Hardy.In my early twenties, I switched to Philip K. Dick and Frank Herbert. Later, I switched to British chick lit.

Now I’m reading short dose humor books and light biographies about people like The Spice Girls. Also, I've rediscovered the Beatrix Potter books after watching the movie Miss Potter. I loved those little books in my childhood, so now I'm going to read them again. Another thing, I've found are young adult novels like Gossip Girl.

In my office though, I still have a huge stack of books waiting to be read, and I just couldn’t bear them staring at me any longer. I could swear they were mocking me.

I divided them up into new stacks. One pile are the books which I will hopefully read someday and the other stack are the books I can handle now. The someday pile went into the closet where I can’t see them. I can still feel them in there, waiting, but I feel as if some of the pressure is off me.

Sunday, February 24, 2008

Thursday, February 21, 2008


I'm having a pretty rough week. Aunt Martha is due to visit the end of the week, so I'm having crazy pms migraine pain. Then there was the guinea pig haircut. Plus I'm learning a new software at work, which takes a one week online training program, which is making my head go nuts staring at the computer screen all day. I'm close to having another melt down, so I'm appealing to the patron saint of migraines. She is called "Migrainelupe."

(I'm pretty sure she gets rid of migraines. I would hope so since I made her up on Image Chef)

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Guinea Pig Hair Cut and a Migraine

I was home sick today from work with crushing migraine pain, and I was trying to let my guinea pig, Paris, cheer me up. Lately, I've been trying to teach her to give me a kiss on the nose. Well, this time she sniffed my forehead and the next thing I knew she had a large curl of my hair in her mouth! I didn't even feel her do it. Her little sharp teeth snipped it off my bangs. Apparently, she thinks she is the hairdresser of guinea pigs. (with a name like Paris Hilton who could blame her) I grabbed the curl away from her before she could eat it.

Now I still have awful pain and a chunk of my bangs are missing.

Sunday, February 17, 2008

Chuck is on the Loose!

Watch out! Migraine Squirrel Chuck is on the loose. He attacked me without warning and now he is on the run.

Friday, February 15, 2008

Migraines and Zombies

You know how I've been watching zombie movies because they make me feel better about having migraines, because at least I'm not a zombie. Well, I started to read a book called The Zen of Zombie: Better Living Through the Undead and it's turning this thought process on its head.

Apparently, zombies live in the now. They don't worry about anything. They have enough for what they need in life except for brains. And they are at peace with themselves (unlike me)

"If you want to become a better person and improve your life, you need to start taking on the habits of zombies."

I don't really want to be undead and eating brains, especially being a vegetarian, but I think living in "the now" is a good idea for a migraine chick.

I did find a website where zombies can buy brains online, much like buying a book on Amazon. It's called

"Some brains are just naturally better, juicier, and formerly smarter than others, and we've got them here at We sell only the highest quality fresh brains, delivered straight to your door. We do the dirty deed so you can spend more time... well... doing whatever the hell it is you zombies do when you're not ripping open people's heads."

I don't know what zombies would think of migraine brains. Perhaps they wouldn't be so tasty with all those drugs in them. I don't think a zombie would pay very much for my brain.

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Need a Tag Line.

I took this picture the other day, but I haven't come up with a tag line yet. I was thinking "this is your brain on drugs" but it didn't feel right. Any ideas?

Friday, February 8, 2008

No Yawning Allowed

At work, I sit near a very prim woman in her 50’s. She hardly ever wears slacks, and I don’t think I have ever seen her wear blue jeans. Her outfits are always beyond coordinated, like June Cleaver, and she never eats sugary things. While she snacks on her baby carrots, she looks at me as if I’m the devil because I’m eating some cookies.

Sometimes when my migraines are bad, I get these very painful yawns. It’s hard to describe them, but when I yawn, it is very intense, and the pain shoots up through the top my head. I would have to say 99.9 percent of the time I cover my mouth when I yawn, but the other day one slipped out sans hand.

“If I had ever yawned like that with my mouth uncovered, my mother would have slapped me silly,” she harshly chastised me.

I froze. I was so shocked by how she said it, like a stern nun with a ruler in a catholic school, ready to crack you on the hand. Glancing over at her appalled expression, I realized I didn’t even want to share with her how my migraines give me these painful yawns and how one had accidentally slipped out.

What I really wanted to say was “Calm down, Mrs. Cleaver. It’s not as if I farted or belched or swore like a drunken sailor.”

Then I yawned again. This time, I automatically covered my mouth like a good little girl, and June Cleaver looked happy, as if she had made her point. Darn it.

Tuesday, February 5, 2008

The Little Red Bow

I took this photo a while ago and recently I added the bow with Photoshop. Last night, I came up with the tag line. What do you think?

Monday, February 4, 2008

Migraine Chick conquers Cloverfield!

I love going to the movies, but being a migraine chick frequently influences when and what I see. It is a lot like deciding to go to work when I'm feeling rather rough. I have to take into consideration pain levels, nausea, dizziness, sensitivity to sound, etc...

On Saturday, I felt like I finally could tolerate a movie. I’ve really been wanting to see Cloverfield, but when I got to the theatre there was a sign on the window saying that people were experiencing side effects like being on a roller coaster because of the hand held camera work. (Like Blair Witch)

I’ve always been a motion sickness girl. When I was a kid, I found that if we went anywhere remotely exciting, I got sick in the car. Even the Ice Capades was a disaster when I turned my popcorn cup into something disgusting.

Therefore, standing in line, I had to decide if Cloverfield was a puke worthy movie. Did I want to take the chance with my motion sickness problem and my migraine nausea and see this monster movie?

I decided why the hell not. What's the worst that could happen? I could puke. I puke all the time. Why not puke for something worthy?

The movie turned out to be very loud, and the hand held camera work was nauseating, but I found if I looked away every so often and during the really jerky scenes, it was livable. In addition, I kept closing my eyes during the horrific stuff, too. (Which I do anyway)

By the end of the movie, I hadn’t gotten sick once! I was so proud of myself. Sure I probably only saw 85% of the movie, but at least I got to see it on the big screen. And it was a freakin awesome movie.

Then when I got home, I found some articles online about people getting sick in the theatres, and I felt really proud of myself for making it. Migraine Chick conquers Cloverfield!

Here are a couple of the articles:

What’s Behind ‘Cloverfield’ Illness?

Scary movie making viewers sick

Saturday, February 2, 2008

Twinkle, Twinkle Little Aura

Of course since now I'm feeling a little better, Migraine Barbie is coming down with another migraine. Since she is a fashion doll, her auras are twinkling little fairy lights. My aura still look like squiggly, little black lines that float across my vision.

What do you aura look like?