Monday, October 12, 2009

The head is the thing

I mentioned a while back that I've been battling migraines, yes?

Well. Those buggars are winning at present. Despite acupuncture, herbs, vitamins, increased exercise/sleep, and decreased sugar/alcohol. The acupuncture-and-herbs combo, on which I'd really hung my hopes, has succeeded in extending my cycles. But it has also given me several other PMS symptoms I don't normally have and increased the number of sick-headachey flare-ups I get. INCREASED. By a lot. And that's really ticking me off. These head games take time away from my life, number one annoyance. Number two annoyance, the accompanying hormonal dips or lows or whatever-the-hay really hit me and make me sad and tired and scattered. I do bounce back rather well, but I'm just not ready to accept defeat in the form of "Now I am a chronic migraine sufferer." Unwarranted, if you ask me, and unfair.

I'm not sure I've done the right thing in reaction — I've taken an abrupt break from the treatment (2 weeks so far, and I might extend that to 3–4) — but longer cycles don't hold much currency with me if they don't also come with NO FREAKIN' MIGRAINES.

Seeing my gynecologist later this week and hoping hard that some Western medicine mumbo-jumbo will be indicated.

Feeling good right now — and, if the pattern is still somewhat predictable, I should feel fine for another couple of weeks, knock-knock-knock on wood for luck, until my stupid head decides to mess with me some more.