The Good and the Bad

I'll start with the bad. Saturday night I came down with a MASSIVE headache. It hit me out of the blue. I hadn't been feeling great all day but I had kept things under control well enough. Then at about 7:30pm a headache hit me like a ton of bricks. I was nauseous, I could barely see out of my left eye, it was horrible. I went to bed but nothing helped, not heat, not cold, not even laying very still in the dark. And of course I have no migraine medicine anymore so I am SOL. I took some Vicodin, but it didn't do a damn thing. At about midnight, after puking my guts out, I took some Excedrin Migraine, because it's really all I had that I thought might help me. And amazingly enough, it did end up helping. At about 2:30am the pain was nearly gone, so I could get to sleep. Of course when I woke up the next morning it came back, but I popped Advil and Extra Strength Tylenol all day until I was nauseous and it kept me at a functional level.

First thing Monday morning I called my doctor to get a refill on my "rescue" medication (the one you take only when you actually get a migraine, not as a preventative). I was really bummed about that. But then I thought "if I only get a migraine once every six weeks, that's still a heck of a lot better than it was before." And it's better than having constant pain. So I am still ahead of the game, by my calculations. I can deal with that...the sporadic headache. I just need to be prepared with some medication for when it does happen.

Now for the good news...I finally rode a horse this week! I haven't ridden since January because I just wasn't feeling well enough for it, and then I was gone in Chicago for 4 months, and then I was recovering from surgery. But I got my old mare out this Wednesday and rode her around the pasture. It was great! Nothing hurt, nothing felt like it was moving around, it all just felt good and normal. I also helped get hay this weekend. They were light bales, about 45 pounds, but I was able to help throw them around a bit without too much discomfort. So I think that means I'm officially healed and can move on with my life. No more physical restrictions...at least not when it comes to my shoulder/battery implant site. My head still gets to pounding when I bend over much, like to weed the garden, or if I really do much in the way of getting my blood flowing (i.e. running, working out) which is unfortunate. Only on my really good days can I do that stuff. So it looks like I will not be starting any kind of workout routine and am therefore destined to either 1. be on a perpetual diet or 2. be perpetually chubby. Sigh. Well, I guess you can't expect this nerve stimulator to work complete miracles...