March 28, 2010
PART 10: The Lost Weekend
"..Imagine someone sliced open your skull, tossed in a few razor blades and shook you around."
Dr. Cawley, as played by Ben Kingsley in Shutter Island
I lost a day yesterday to shear blinding pain. I remember waking up. I remember the bit of a power drill between my eyes and the base of my skull. Slowly drilling. Splintering my skull into fragments.
I remember going into a dark room because light and sound hurt me.
I remember that blinking was painful and I remember getting sick over and over until my stomach ached with emptiness. I remember that nothing worked to take the pain away. On my doctor's scale of pain ("0" being no pain and "10" being extreme pain) I was at 12 yesterday.
I'm too tired to say anything else and my headache is working its way up the scale.
and that's Jody with a "y"
Ouch. Double-ouch. Triple-ouch.
ReplyDeleteReminds me of the migraines I used to get before I started doing the daily migraine meds. Dark room. No noise. Couldn't stand to be touched. Was wearing my hats really, really tight to crimp the blood vessels. Didn't have the nausea unless I was foolish enough to try and eat something on "those days". Oh, man, I can totally relate. But mine were few and far between, may be as much as once per quarter (for the really bad ones).
I do wish the Good Doctors could just reach in and pull out the offending item, whatever it is. Life has few enough days as it is to spend them holed up in bed, in pain.
(((((((Jody)))))))
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