My Family Knows

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Dear Jerk-Behind-Me,

You can honk your horn until the cows come home. You can lean on it to your hearts content. I really don't give a flip! But no matter how long or how many times you honk that horn, I can not go to the other side of the street if there are cars there that are not moving! Okay, so you can't see over the top of my big old van. I get that. But I am not some dumb redneck picking their nose either. And I am not on the phone. And I am not drifting off to never land. Don't you think I would go if I could. My kid is getting wet too! Sheesh. I hope when you are in a similar situation that the person behind you is far more understanding than you were. But then, you are in a little runt car so anyone could easily see over the top or simply tip you over.

Yours Truly
The "Moron" in the Van

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I suffer from chronic migraines. I have been dealing with them since I was eight. I can remember describing it as, "it feels like the whole world is sitting on my head." Can you imagine a child of eight dealing with something so horrible. I can remember, quit vividly taking naps in the dark in my room. My mom took me to the doctor to see what she could do for me. My doctor was soo very cool. He didn't dismiss my mother and her concerns for her baby. He listened and accepted the symptoms for what they were. Real. Sadly, he informed us that wasn't much he could do for me due my age at the time. Just to give me aspirin...YEP! Aspirin, you know before we figured out it was no-no. And have me lay down and rest. Kind of hard to keep a hyper child quiet. I ought to know with three in my life! But when they are sick, they seem to slow down a little.

Migraines and headaches are very different, and if you have never suffered a migraine I am sorry, but there is no comparison. A headache is the pits. It hurts, it makes you cranky and yes you want to lay down so you can sleep it off. A migraine is a whole different animal. For starters, light and sound hurt.
I mean it literally feels like someone is driving a stake into your already pounding head with. every. single. sound. They vary in intensity too. Sometimes I can function, but usually I need to lay down with a cold compress.

This is where my family comes in. My husband and my children all understand what it means when "Mommy has a headache." They know to do their best to play quieter. They know to turn the sound down on the TV and the computer. Kristin will stroke my hair and ask me how I am. Rich will let me sleep for as long as I need. It sucks having to deal with these rotten things, and it's even worse that my family has to deal with me them too. But I am blessed that they are so loving and understanding when I need it most. This thought occurred to me over the weekend as I dealt with--still am actually--the migraine that will eventually kill you. Emily was watching heaven knows what on TV and I asked her to please turn it down. She said, "Do you have a headache?" Sad but true. But she obliged and I thanked her for being so kind.

There is no known cause for migraines, therefore there is no known cure. There are a great deal of medications out there. I have Frova. If you suffer these terrible things please talk to your doctor and torture yourself no more!