Positive outlook, will give great feedback. Love the quote.
Migraines, they are a pain in the arse. They are, for most who suffer them, a great way to suddenly have war declared on bits and pieces of your neck and head. I included a picture of Tension and Migraine headache. I suffer the one on the right-side of the picture.
For me migraines are something to be cured as soon as possible. If they are caught in time they are ‘managed’ by homeopathic means. And I can function somewhat clumsily through a few days. When I don’t catch them in time, no amount of homeopathic methods will work, nor will my stronger over the counter choices of Advil, Aleve or Excedrin for migraines will kick the pain. Might as well be throwing M&M’s at me.
What kind of inkling do I get as a warning that a migraine is going to be hard on me? Sometimes I start to squint even when I wear my eyeglasses. Or I may smell things 10x’s stronger than they really are as the olfactory goes into overdrive. Hearing things gets harder as if you have ear muffs on, muffling sound. Nausea was great indicator but sometimes that can be false, because you could just be sick. Or I get nothing and BAM! game over before it’s begun.
Describing pain and symptoms is hard, and I’ll try that in another post. Although fellow blogger Emily gives a great rating system based on sound for her migraines. If interested, you can check her post out. Emily has migraines all the time. I only have my migraines last 3-5 days tops. I used to have them 2-3 times a month, now I have them once a month.
So my management used to be:
- I tried upping the recommended dose of Advil, still the headache would blossom into fierce skull splitting migraines. (Headaches last a few hours, migraines last for days)
- Aleve made its audience debut, tried it, great for body aches etc, but not migraines
- Excedrin for Migraines, I popped them like candy and still they came, they conquered and I receded whimpering under covers.
- I thought Guided Meditation would take them away. I used to go every week for a year. No, they still came pretty regularly. I eventually stopped going. Have not been to a meditation in year in a half. (Great for stress and anxiety relief which I did benefit from.)
- Instead tried Yoga mantra chants. Thinking that this would be a lovely and stress management type of tool. Easy to learn and each class came with the chant on paper. No, they still came just as regularly.
- Homeopathic migraine treatments. Most come in pill form that dissolve easily under the tongue. Wow, minor breakthrough! If caught early enough the pain was reduced. It didn’t go away entirely but it allowed me to function.
- I still include cup of coffee for the caffeine, up the cups to 2 or 3 to do battle if necessary
- Dark room if all else failed, lights off, no sound, head under pillows and buried under covers in bed
My management now:
- I still use homeopathic remedies. Works the best and I rotate through a couple of different brands so that my body will not get used to one.
- Ice pack wrapped in cloth applied to back of neck to alleviate stabbing pain (20 Min. on/off)
- I still use coffee for the caffeine, sometimes it’s just enough to keep things in check
- Learned Reiki levels I and II. This is so that I can help facilitate healing, in the hopes that my migraine will not get the best of me.
- Have I had a complete cure with Reiki at this time? No
- Have I had some relief with Reiki? Yes, someone applied Reiki to my head and neck and some relief was felt. (That’s how I was exposed to Reiki and how I started my journey in learning Reiki for myself.)
- Dark room if all else fails, lights off, no sound, head under pillows and buried under covers in bed
I’ll continue on with the existing treatments, they are working for the most part. Have I tried acupuncture? Not yet, although friends have given me pamphlets, names and recommendations about others who have felt relief and some who no longer suffer from them.
If I do go get acupuncture will update this blog and let you know the outcome. Until then, will work on explaining what my migraine symptoms are like. Maybe it’ll help others.
[Disclaimer: No way is any of the above to be taken as 'final proof' in diagnosing migraines and treatment. Nor for remedies in getting relief. Seek professional opinions and go from there. I did and the above is what I do and is no way a prescribed way for others.]
So a while ago I posted Rant, and it seemed that small things were getting my goat. I was completely unaware what was causing my griping. And today still have no idea as to what is giving me the short run on patience but I did get a little insight as to what may be making me feel different than before.
I was meditating, taking walks, scribbling/doodling and have tried my hand at some crocheting and still I lose my patience. Other days it felt like I was losing my “Joie de Vivre!” I’ve been documenting the last few months and still had no clues as to what is happening to me. So I go talk to my doctor who says in a nutshell, that I’m getting older. Yeah, my birthday comes around every year. And that I’m most likely going into menopause. Since last time I visited I was apparently pre-menopausal. So the transition can cause quick temper changes and mood swings. Just to name a few.
Yikes! I’m like, “What the hell!” Does this mean that the ‘nice’ person I am is now going to get all temperamental and bitchy? I’ve literally been documenting my food, my weight, my migraines and the issue is – I’m going into menopause??
I personally like my previous good moods. The kind that I have as a ‘flighty Gemini’. Yes indeed, I’m a flighty, quick speaking, happy-go-lucky Gemini. But apparently the flip-side Twin, is unveiling her face for the time being. Now the Doctor said that there are supplements that I can take, but she doesn’t get technical. And if my moods and such get really out control then I can revisit and talk about medications that can be tried.
Okay, now you know all those commercials for all the drugs that cure psoriasis, depression, bipolar etc., ‘in your face’ ad-nauseum. Hard to avoid those pesky commercials. And all the lovely ‘disclosed’ side-effects that can happen to a person if taking them. Right? Well I’m like – NO, not for me. And I’m in my mind having a short mental conversation exploring the more gentle homeopathic methods and or other dietary changes that I can affect that will make my life, or at least my moods happier.
Well here’s to taking the road less traveled in this day and age. The non-prescription road to keeping me sane, happy or at least a happier human. I make no guarantees that I won’t continue to rant, but I do hope that I don’t turn people against me. I’m a social loving person and can you imagine an ostracized Butterfly? Me neither, I’d drive myself nuts.
Anyhow, that’s the current low down on the Rant previous and following up right now. For all you lovelies who read this buckle up. I hope the ride is at least gentle from here on out. But will someone keep a chocolate bar on hand?
You can ready my previous post here: Rant
P.S. Keep the chocolate on the list and all is right with the world. (No, really keep it coming.)
My hands were gripping the steering wheel but my thumb was hitting the wheel double time. The car in front of me was totally getting my goat. Rolled right up to the stop sign but didn’t even stop. Just rolled right through. Locally called a ‘rolling stop’.
“Idiot! Don’t you know that someone could have been walking or biking! No-oh! Just oblivious.” My turn at the stop sign and I stop and look both directions. Not just for cars but for pedestrians and bicyclists before turning right to go home.
And then my brain just went and asked myself, “Why are you so wound up about this driver?” And still in my mind responded, “Because you walk and ride a bike, so your extra aware of your environment.” So I realize that I have to let it go because I’m not going to win that fight. It’s just something to remember when I’m out and about. I huff out a great big sigh.
I signal and turn into my complex and pull in to my numbered parking slot. I lean back in my seat and just let out another sigh. Reach out and put the car in park and take the keys. It’s been a long day. Getting home made me realize that I was just stressed and just ranting at the offending car was my way to release some steam. Did I feel better? I didn’t feel like it but maybe getting out of the stupid high heels and changing into comfy clothes would change my point of view. Walking up split flight of stairs to the front door with key at the ready to unlock it, took a moment to take another full breathe before going inside. I noticed before going in, that there was no breeze and it was quite cloudy. So maybe it would rain later to get rid of the summer humidity that was making my work clothes stick uncomfortably to me.
Dumped my purse and keys on the entryway table to my left and kicked my heels off just underneath it. A blissful sigh of relief escaped my lips as toes stretched and my arches relaxed out. I glared with a half grin at my discarded shoes. They were gorgeous but a killer on the feet for eight hours!
I kept thinking back on my frustration and wonder why I’m so upset of a person rolling through a stop sign. It’s not even that time of the month when my emotions get me all out of joint. And this has been happening a lot lately.
I put on the kettle for a soothing cup of tea. So while I waited for the water to heat, I went into my room to change into comfy clothes. I walked over to the side table and pulled my journal out.
I had written down the events that have been happening lately. Trying to find a pattern to this crazy ranting. But for the last two months it was the same thing. Triggers from being frustrated with not just the drivers but stupid riders and pedestrians that are just as oblivious about being careful when crossing busy intersections. But then there are the days where I’ve been shopping and while in line how the employees behind the counters are rude and mostly non-communicative while I pay up. Sometimes even being ignored while they have full blown conversations with other co-workers. It frustrates me to no end on how prevalent the lack of training and ignoring customer service.
Again flipping through my entries and still no theme other than outside triggers making me crazy. I can’t figure out what is going on. If this keeps up will have to check my calendar and go to a doctor to check me out. Find out if something is happening that I just don’t understand. The distant whine of the kettle is getting louder letting me know the water is ready. So I sigh and close the journal for now. Some Rooibos tea would smooth my day out.
An observance…random it may be.
Saturday morning was beautiful and while walking the dogs noticed that there were 3 crows flying and walking about. Mostly being chased back and forth across the 2-way street by some scrub jays.
As my boyfriend and I got closer noticed that one of the crows had something white and round in its beak. I thought nut or something plastic, but as I got closer to it noticed it was not round, but more oval. And with the birds squawking a lot my next thought was bird egg.
My boyfriend explained that not only were crows smart figuring out tasks but were great at having other birds raise or sit on their eggs. I saw the crow in the next minute go and bury the little bird egg in the ground. Made me sad but it made a lot of sense with all the scrub jays calling about and flying abruptly about.
Lately the crows I’ve seen, look to be nesting in urban areas. In all the time that I’ve lived here in south Florida I only saw one or two at a time in any one place. But this year they really are making an impression. Kind of makes me uncomfortable, I give them a long side-long glance as I walk by. Especially for anyone who’s seen Hitchcock’s The Birds or even all the crows in the series (slight grimace) Resident Evil -Extinction. Don’t mistake my grimace for dislike of the movies. I love both, they are horror after all and meant to ‘creep’ you out a bit.
‘Originally posted in response to other blog by L. Stewart Marsden, “Writing Odds n Ends” See here.)
One evening my brother and I were outside playing and my brother was trying to train his beagle, Lucky, some tricks. That wasn’t going so well as he was just running away and looping back in a form of dog ‘catch me if you can’ game.
Well it was getting late and Mom came out to call us in to dinner and Lucky chose that moment to go still and stare weirdly up towards the sky, head cocked to the side. My brother and I both noticed it and looked to each other and said “What?”, at the same time.
Mom said, ” What’s he doing?”.
We replied, “Don’t know.”
Well at that moment the outdoor lamp started go on, as the evening was getting on to twilight, and then we all saw it. A little flutter off around the lamp pole. Darting back into the gloom, then back again around the light.
Fruit bat! And Lucky saw it too!
Now Lucky wasn’t a full grown beagle yet with the baying howl bark most are familiar with. Still a pup and hadn’t shown signs yet. Well Lucky started to follow the bat’s circling pattern so started running in large circles and staring up to the sky with his head cocked just so.
My brother and I started to giggle at how funny he looked chasing a bat! Not a rabbit or other animal that would be expected of a hound, but a bat.
Now what happened next was that bat wheedled the first of Lucky attempts at barking howling beagle style out of him. Still running in circles, weird short growl-like part breaking howl (gurgle-woof-aahwo-chuf-woof!). Well needless to say had to hear it to get the full effect of how funny the first attempt to bark-howl at things you’re chasing is.
Now Mom doesn’t cuss or curse anything and hated some the words we kids had picked up at school like ‘jerk’, ‘nerd’, etc…
But with that first few attempts to howl at a fruit bat Mom said ,”NERD!”.
Which just made my brother and I fall down laughing so hard, because it was Mom’s first time using anything slang and on the dog’s antics too.
…so in the time to come poor dog almost lost his name of Lucky for Nerd, every time he barked-howled at anything..
“Nerd!” became quite common for anything involving the dog barking regardless if it was weird or not.
Great things remembered…smile…love(Thanks Jack)
Originally posted on Jack Flacco:
Love is helping the elderly carry groceries to their car. Love is holding the door open for those behind you. Love is making hot soup for someone sick in bed with a bad cold. Love is forgoing our needs in order for others not to need.
Allow me the liberty of this Freedom Friday post to share my deepest desire with you. That desire is to see others help those less fortunate through genuine acts of kindness motivated by love expecting nothing in return. To give in love so as others do not lack. Perhaps one day they, too, will love in the very same way, helping those who need it most.
Therefore, love is giving of our time to a cause even if it seems silly at the time. Love is filling the bowl for the homeless at the local soup kitchen. Love is…
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