A Migraine Quality of Life

When most people think about quality of life, they think bigger than this. The ability to care for others, hold down a job, engage in hobbies, and maintain a social life are important aspects, too. That’s where the unpredictable nature of migraine starts to take a bite out of quality of life. Sure, I may look good and function just fine one day. Trying to do that every day – that’s when my quality of life starts to suffer. If I want to maintain a good quality of life, then I must make room for the limitations migraine requires.Trying to live like everyone else is a fool’s errand. I can no more tolerate that than a quadriplegic can function without a wheelchair. Migraine requires that I make accommodations. It is only because of this that I can appear to have a “normal” quality of life.Here’s an example:Recently, a round of bad weather made me vulnerable to migraine attacks. I’d been able to keep migraine at bay by wearing ice packs ‘round the clock.  My husband and I needed to go furniture shopping, but hesitated because I was so vulnerable. Unfortunately, the intermittent thunderstorms were predicted to continue for more than a week. There wasn’t going to be migraine-friendly weather for quite a while. Instead of postponing our shopping trip, we decided that I could make the necessary accommodations to complete our shopping trip. So, I filled a small insulated bag with various ice packs and packed it inside a large purse. Because I have accumulated several ways to wear ice packs hands-free, I was able to wander about the store in comfort. I also made sure to wear my FL-41 tinted glasses and packed my migraine emergency kit, too. Inside this small kit was a pill box with medicines I use to treat migraine attacks, a small jar of Tiger Balm, a tube of Migrastick (peppermint and lavender essential oils), a vial of my rescue medicine, a syringe, alcohol wipes, band-aid, and a portable TENS unit. The entire kit is about 6 inches long, 4 inches wide, and 1 inch deep.“Didn’t you feel self-conscious?”Nope. Sure, I could have chosen to feel self-conscious, but I didn’t. No one stared. No one asked uncomfortable questions. Everyone went about their business and didn’t care one bit about the crazy lady in the makeshift ice “hat”.  As each ice pack warmed to room temperature, I would swap it out for a cold one inside my bag. This is simply something I must do in order to have the quality of life I desire. I could have chosen to stay home, privately wrapped in ice, justifying my isolation because “other people” might judge me unfairly, but I didn’t.It’s your turnCan you think of a time when you made accommodations for migraine so that you could participate in life? Tell us about it!