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Blasted Migraine
Nov. 2nd, 2004 04:38 pmI always wanted to use "blast" in a title.
My favourite monthly migraine is back. I had a little bit of one last night, but I slept with the lavender mask and things seemed ok this morning when I woke up. No pain, no pressure... Then, right around lunchtime, I started feeling a little ache, which built and built until I decided I'd best head home before the auras started in and I couldn't drive anymore. I laid down, took two vicodin and three tylenol and it's now mostly under control. Of course, I'm pretty out of it. When Steven asked me if I thought he should have soup or cereal, I replied that cereal was crunchy and laughed hysterically about it.
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Doctor's appointment was fair yesterday. My blood pressure was a little too low (100/72), my white cells are a bit high, and I'm slightly anaemic. On the other hand, my nodules only appear slightly larger, which could have something to do with the angle of the CT scan, but not enough to merit more tests. If all goes well, and things check out for the next year, I can officially do the survivor thing and not have to go every six months. Basically, I can get my clean bill of (cancer) health. Yay!
On the other hand, I am getting bundled off to the doctor tomorrow because of the low blood pressure. This means another damned missed day, but there's nothing I can do about it. They wanted me to take care of this ASAP. As it is, I'm getting squeezed in tomorrow. Ugh.
I'm going to lay back down and watch the news. They're reporting on exciting things such as what Kerry ate for lunch.
My favourite monthly migraine is back. I had a little bit of one last night, but I slept with the lavender mask and things seemed ok this morning when I woke up. No pain, no pressure... Then, right around lunchtime, I started feeling a little ache, which built and built until I decided I'd best head home before the auras started in and I couldn't drive anymore. I laid down, took two vicodin and three tylenol and it's now mostly under control. Of course, I'm pretty out of it. When Steven asked me if I thought he should have soup or cereal, I replied that cereal was crunchy and laughed hysterically about it.
Doctor's appointment was fair yesterday. My blood pressure was a little too low (100/72), my white cells are a bit high, and I'm slightly anaemic. On the other hand, my nodules only appear slightly larger, which could have something to do with the angle of the CT scan, but not enough to merit more tests. If all goes well, and things check out for the next year, I can officially do the survivor thing and not have to go every six months. Basically, I can get my clean bill of (cancer) health. Yay!
On the other hand, I am getting bundled off to the doctor tomorrow because of the low blood pressure. This means another damned missed day, but there's nothing I can do about it. They wanted me to take care of this ASAP. As it is, I'm getting squeezed in tomorrow. Ugh.
I'm going to lay back down and watch the news. They're reporting on exciting things such as what Kerry ate for lunch.