I woke up and was fine. I went to work and was good. Somewhere around 10 am, I thought humm… I have a little headache.

I took some meds and tried to go on with life.

30 minutes later, it had moved into a throb… and I took 2 more meds.

1 hour later, I’m training someone and fighting nausea. I took 2 more meds.

by Noon, It was a raging migraine with light sensitivity, nausea, and ears ringing. I ate lunch and took 2 more. (count = 8). Had second cup of coffee, and a Coke. (sometimes caffene kills it off) … no chance.

Couldn’t leave work – had a meeting that afternoon that I needed to attend….

Made it through the meeting that ended at 4pm, left a half hour later….. Got on the bus. Got off the bus 4 stops later, so nauseous I thought I was going to either puke or pass out. Waited 20 min, took the next bus….. made it most of the way home, before getting out again, feeling like I couldn’t stay on the bus anymore. Waited 15 minutes, get back on the next bus – and made it to a block of my house.

Went in, took dog out, took more pain meds, closed all the windows, blinds, and tried to lay still and figure out a way to get the knife in my brain to stop cutting.

Hours later, and not able to sleep, I was in pain, nauseous, ears ringing, restless and bored…

and I wrote a poem to my migraine. (I’ll post it when I feel better.)

Now there’s inspiration for ya…..