I get headaches. It starts as a thrumming in my temples or the back of my neck. A searing heat in my eyes like hot needles. I’m so used to them, I feel like normal life includes pounding, beating, jabbing spikes of pain up the back of my head.
I’ve turned myself into a human petri dish trying to get rid of them. I’ve tried:
- headache doctors. They always start with “stop all the meds you’re taking for two weeks.” Who can get through two weeks without even an aspirin if you get headaches. I even had one tell me I should work with headaches–he did. All I could think was, how sad it was when cousins married.
- Neurologists–once they ran out of physical tests, they ran out of ideas.
- natural doctor. Now, he was helpful. I’m still having a bump from the stuff he prescribed. The problem: His meds are really expensive, $400+ a month, and there’s no way I can afford that on a grad student salary.
- psychiatrist. He wanted to talk about my childhood and sex life. I’m way too private to talk about that with a stranger. He dumped me when I wouldn’t chat. Last time I checked up on him, he was out of business. What a surprise.
- magnets. They help, but only briefly, and who can keep them on all day (not that they’d work all day)
- food. Right now, I don’t eat fruit, milk products, sugar, sweets, nuts, carrots, jello. This is just my latest list, but it seems to help. Feel free to try it. Don’t forget vitamin pills and lots of calcium.
Headaches–no one who doesn’t have them believes in them. They think it’s ‘in our heads’ (well, duh). What it does is take over our lives. Every day, every hour is subject to change if I do/don’t have a headache. I don’t like making plans because I might have a headache. I don’t like committing to a due date because my headache might make that impossible.
Yeah, if you’ve read this far, you know what I mean.