I had an appointment with my neurologist and didn’t think much of mentioning the changes she made to my meds to anyone but my husband, and I only glossed over it with him. Most chronically ill people can tell you about the every 3-6 month visits with this specialist or that, trying to find just the right combination of medications, supplements, diet adjustments, exercises, body position, hair length, etc. to significantly reduce or “cure” our pain.
So, my doctor and I decided to up the dosage of one medicine while changing my blood pressure medication. In hindsight, I should have done one change at a time. I’m not sure which caused it (probably the Bp meds), but I am still recovering from a migraine that started last Thursday. And, here in the US, it’s a holiday weekend. Even if it were just a regular weekend, this would have been a Bad Idea. I was pretty close to going to the ER, but took my Bp (not great, but okayish) and evaluated my symptoms.
This really helped calm my panic. Everything was in line with a severe migraine and I’ve survived all the other ones. I’ve even had them last this long. So I decided that the “Watch and wait” method was probably a better idea. I kept an eye on my blood pressure, which improved, and took what meds I have for the migraine. I leaned on my husband to help get medicine and cold packs and my dog, Harley, was really great with letting me rest, sticking to my side, and was a great touchstone during some of the hallucinations that came with this one. Now, it is thankfully just the headache that is left.
I am still alive after this last migraine. Without going to an ER. I know I will soon have another. I will survive that one, too, most likely without going to an ER but with the support of family and a loving dog. Thinking about the next several years worth of migraines is daunting, but I can handle just planning for how to get through the next one.