M is for Migraines
I’ve had them for twenty-five plus years.
I travel five hours each way to see a specialist every three months.
I had a local neurologist too. I dumped him.
He ramped up doses of medications rather than finding the reason behind the migraine.
My specialist discovered an underlying auto-immune disease that may be the cause.
I take herbal supplements.
I’m on a break from prescription medications except for triptans to treat as they occur.
Some days the triptan works.
Most days they don't.
Migraines hit every other day now.
Time to revisit a preventative treatment medication again.
My liver has healed.
Everyone thinks they know that one little tid bit of information I don’t about my migraines. They read how to CURE them.
There is no cure.
They’re just trying to help.
I politely smile and nod my head in the right places.
I’ll listen to my specialist’s advice.
I pay her good money.
But my life doesn’t.
Life is good.
I have a great husband.
Live close to the beach.
I have a roof over my head. Heat in the winter.
A/C in the summer.
Food on the table.
Money in my pocket, even if it jingles when I walk.
At least there's something to jingle.
Life is good even with migraines.
What makes life good for you?
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