Lifelong Migraneuer

My first memory of a “migraine” was in First Grade. My momma called it a “sick headache” because of all the vomiting. She died of cancer when I was 10 years old. I sort of managed the migraines on my own after that.

I am now 53 years old and still fighting the migraine. Somehow as I lie here in ridiculous pain, I am telling my story. I have been seeing a Neurologist for many years. I definitely fit in the Rhinitis migraine column. However, I have no idea what to call the ones that hit me like a ton of bricks. My doctor seems to always say “you have a migraine, period” and we just continue on. I hate my occasional visit to the ER where I feel judged. “Mrs. Ward, when is the last time you had to visit ER.” I’m thinking who cares, I feel like my head may just explode! I truly would like to be able to say to myself, you have a —migraine today. My husband loves to tell me I have a rebound headache. Perhaps I do but he isn’t a doctor, last time I checked!

So, having migraines my entire life and this is the first time I have been able to write my story and have people “get it”!

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