Monday, December 13, 2010

Who needs birth control when you've got migraines?

OK, so the thing that really blows about a migraine is that once it takes you down, your perfectly good day is completely wasted. Well -- that's not the only thing that blows about it, but it sure is a huge frustration. When I have been felled by a migraine, I cannot function, but I also have a difficult time even sleeping unless I have taken some pretty potent narcotics.

As we all know, sleeping is not a waste of a perfectly good day.

Saturday night the husband and I went to the swell annual company Christmas party, where I wore this rockin' dress; of course I looked just as fabulous as this model does -- and my shoes were better than these, which is important. We had a great time, but it might be true that I had just a teensy bit too much of the migraine-triggering red wine. We stayed at the party hotel Saturday night, and met up with friends for brunch yesterday morning. The tragic news? I was where my excellent migraine-specific drugs were not.

tangent: These triptan drugs are amazing, y'all. When they work, it's like being ever-so-gently touched by the finger of God. Of course, they don't work for every person, and they don't work for every headache. And if you don't take them quickly enough, you are ever-so-gently screwed.

Well, when we got home, I took my drugs (too late) and then took to my bed. This is where the Percocet would have been a delicious option. But I do adore the husband and the urchins, because every so often I would swim to consciousness from my haze of pain, to find a fresh glass of ice water, crackers, or a nice cold Coca-Cola sitting on the bedside table.

Ooh, my dears! I know they took the cocaine out of the Coca-Cola, but what if they put the Percocet in the Coca-Cola?! Talk about the pause that refreshes!


Today behind the door of the Advent calendar, we find The Polar Express. We love all of Chris Van Allsburg's books: Jumanji, Zathura, The Z Was Zapped, The Garden of Abdul Gasazi, and the phenomenal Bad Day at Riverbend. The stories are all filled with just the right amount of eerie and weird, and the illustrations cannot be beat.

The Polar Express includes the eerie along with a helping of Christmas sweet; it's a classic.


  1. Hope you're feeling better now and we missed you at the GS meeting. That is definitely NOT the place to be if you have a headache OR if you even want to avoid a headache.

  2. I completely understand the torture of a migraine, I've been there many a time. Vicodin is my treatment of choice when available. I hope you're feeling better today. And the Percocet in the Coke, fabulous idea!

    I was re-reading comments on some of my blogs today and got a huge laugh (again) at the comment you left on my Family Vacation blog. Great story, I loved it!!