Headaches, Headaches, blah, blah, blah

This blog is kept partly for the reader, but mostly for my records; so I can remember and keep note of occurrences and maybe trends.



I've had a lot of headaches lately. A lot. Tension or migraine, whatever I call them, I'm having them a lot. Four days a week, about, for the past month. No auras. Well, some dizziness and nausea. But no vertigo and vomiting, and certainly no visual aura (those only happen a few times a year).



I haven't let my neurologist know this recent change. Mostly because the headaches aren't stopping me, and they don't all seem to be migraines. I finally broke down yesterday and took my migraine abortive drug, Migranal. It took the edge off for a while. I found myself taking three aspirin a few hours later and then, 30 minutes or so after that, found total relief. Mostly, I don't take anything for my headaches; I just get through them.



I don't mean to be tough or anything; it's not like I enjoy pain. (I'm all about epidurals for child birth, and am a big wimp if my back or even finger hurts.) It just seems, most of the time, that it isn't bad enough to stop what I am doing, take a pill, or the spray, and relax. There just isn't time for that, and besides, I like to save drugs for important occasions.



Yesterday I had a task that needed performing in the evening; people were counting on me, so I took the spray. I'm glad I did; though for the first time I noticed with using this spray, that it delayed my reactions, my verbal sharpness, my alertness. I don't remember it having that affect on me before. I took a short nap, ate dinner and then took off for the evening. I was able to cope very well, had some relief from the pain and my alertness slowly, but surely, regained. (And like I said already, I took some aspirin a while after that, then felt full relief.)



It seems that all year, until this month, I've been doing so well. Maybe this is the result of the change of season. It gives me some hope to think that way. Like life will go back to how it was a few months ago, or even better, a few years ago (but nothing in between, please!). I need to see things getting better. I'm okay with hiccups, because life is all about that. But I don't want to get stuck in a pot hole.

I do need to be more assertive with my neurologist and let him know this change. I just don't know that it will do any good. Doesn't hurt to try though, right?