So I went to this amazing clinic today for my headaches.  It was an ALL DAY affair.  I was rather intimidated by the schedule ahead of time, but at the end of the day, I was feeling very optimistic about my pain management of my headaches.  I actually for the first time in a couple of weeks slept awesome. Only another migraine sufferer could possibly understand, I mean "headache" is such an innocuous thing, like back pain.  I mean how do you quantify it.  it's not like a broken arm.  So onward I go, hopeful I can grab hold of this demon.

Feeling pretty demoralized lately.  Tuesday night I got a migraine and this morning at 5:30 a.m., almost 36 hours later I couldn't take it and succumbed to the medication.  Although now I wait fearfully for the dreaded "rebound" headache, which put me off taking any prescribed pain meds at all.  So alas, 2 days of my life gone.  And today is pretty much a wash, as I still feel like I've been hit by a truck.  I was in bed all day yesterday with ice blocks on my head.  And of course I'm still in the throes of the PLAGUE.  Week 6 nearly under my belt.  Mike wants me to move out of the house he can't take hearing me hack up a lung anymore.  And now it seems I have developed a strange case of heartburn when I eat certain foods.  So let's just say I"m less than enthusiastic about anything at all other than crawling into a cave for the foreseeable future.  Blech.  I'm feeling really old right now.

Was spsd to run 3 miles today.  so not hap'g.  mistakes were made last night.  slept horrid, headache this morning.  just couldn't get out of the hole i dug for myself. ick.