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Bethany1
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Can you look back and laugh?
« on: Nov 10th, 2006, 8:50am » |
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There aren’t very many “funny” stories associated with ch, but they certainly are out there. The pain is horrible and with that, we do stupid things that maybe today we can look back and laugh…I think my craziest story was when I came home from the er (still doped up) and went to walk down the stairs to get something from the basement. One foot in front of the other.. .ya ok, I fell…. tumbling down the stairs and ended back up in the er with a sprained ankle. Yep I can look back and laugh. 
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Re: Can you look back and laugh?
« Reply #1 on: Nov 10th, 2006, 9:30am » |
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I broke 3 tiles in my bathtub from banging my head up against it...My husban looked at it and wondered what the hell I was doing to have that happen, I laugh at it now, I can't believe how hard my head is (that sounds pervy huh?) 
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Re: Can you look back and laugh?
« Reply #2 on: Nov 10th, 2006, 9:38am » |
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bethany,
there are tons of funny moments that we have all had. of course the rest of the population probably wouldn't get it.
mine is being very intoxicated in Garmisch-Partinkirchern, Germany -- drinking during cycle because I was, well, in Germany. Getting hit about 40 minutes after finally stumbling to my room from the bier hall. Then deciding that I didn't want to wake the whole guest house up, putting on my clothes and walking around this really sweet little village and placing my face into the freshly fallen snow that was on the garden walls across all the front yards. stumbling around for about an hour, making faceprints all over the village, then finally getting sick in a little parking lot. for me, looking back I laugh my ass off about it. for others, it may simply be another example of my degenerated behavior....
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Re: Can you look back and laugh?
« Reply #3 on: Nov 10th, 2006, 9:45am » |
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Driving in rush hour with my O2 mask on, yelling at people to get the fuck out of my way, it's a miracle I didn't wreck.
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Re: Can you look back and laugh?
« Reply #4 on: Nov 10th, 2006, 9:51am » |
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I was in the ER one New Years Eve. Ice pack on my head, pacing, crying, whimpering, waiting for the doctor to see me. A new patient, who was going thru heroin withdrawal arrived and was put in the bed next to me. Just my luck..."Ziggy Syndrome". Of course she started screaming for drugs and thought that throwing the bedpan, IV pole, chair and anything else that was not nailed down to the floor or bolted to the walls would get her some drugs.
I tried like hell to control myself but before I knew it, I was in her room threatening "to do bodily harm" to her. My friend, Scott (6'10", 280 lbs) who was with me and had never seen me during a CH started taking small steps away from me saying, "Cyn, you don't want to go there."
We laughed about it a few days later, Scott gave me the nickname, "Scrapper" and promised to never tick me off 
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Re: Can you look back and laugh?
« Reply #5 on: Nov 10th, 2006, 6:38pm » |
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Trying to seek a home remedy I read that cayenne pepper nasally would numb my nerves and consequently stop my ha. So I added water to some cayenee and squirted up my nostril, I then stood on my head so it would travel far enough up. KIP 9 my nostril on FIRE and standing on my head. I couldn't get down, had to yell to Sam to help me and he was laughing his ass off at me. That is the only time I laughed during a CH
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Re: Can you look back and laugh?
« Reply #6 on: Nov 10th, 2006, 7:03pm » |
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on Nov 10th, 2006, 9:38am, seasonalboomer wrote:bethany,
there are tons of funny moments that we have all had. of course the rest of the population probably wouldn't get it.
mine is being very intoxicated in Garmisch-Partinkirchern, Germany -- drinking during cycle because I was, well, in Germany. Getting hit about 40 minutes after finally stumbling to my room from the bier hall. Then deciding that I didn't want to wake the whole guest house up, putting on my clothes and walking around this really sweet little village and placing my face into the freshly fallen snow that was on the garden walls across all the front yards. stumbling around for about an hour, making faceprints all over the village, then finally getting sick in a little parking lot. for me, looking back I laugh my ass off about it. for others, it may simply be another example of my degenerated behavior....
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Re: Can you look back and laugh?
« Reply #7 on: Nov 10th, 2006, 7:34pm » |
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I put my fist thru the windshield of my old Chevy Vega once. Shattered the whole thing to pieces.
10 minutes later it started pouring out.
Almost ruined my 8 track player.
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Re: Can you look back and laugh?
« Reply #8 on: Nov 10th, 2006, 7:53pm » |
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A Vega? i think you did it a favor punching out the windshield
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Re: Can you look back and laugh?
« Reply #9 on: Nov 10th, 2006, 7:58pm » |
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Kathy called my boss from the hospital saying i was heavily medicated and wouldn't be in. On the way home my boss called and said there was a programming problem on a car and i was the only one that knew how to fix it. Kathy dropped me off and as the car was on the service drive with my boss the customer standing there waiting i hopped in the car to reprogram it and proceeded to fall asleep under the dash. after my boss woke me up i was able to finish the car and go home.
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Re: Can you look back and laugh?
« Reply #10 on: Nov 12th, 2006, 11:27am » |
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One of the cutest ones (and I don't remember who posted it) was the guy going to ER and telling them what was wrong and that he needed O2. They told him to wait his turn and he proceded to go back in the ER, find an O2 opening and grabbed a mask and started inhaling. The staff were not gracious and kept telling (yelling actually) that he HAD to wait his turn.
He grabbed his cigarette lighter and told them all to stand back...... They called the police. By the time the police arrived he was over the hit and able to discuss it rationally. One of the policemen had a brother who had CH and got mad at the hospital staff for not listening to him -- told him he should sue and drove him home.
It probably wasn't funny at the time, but I laughed till I cried when I read it.
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Re: Can you look back and laugh?
« Reply #11 on: Nov 13th, 2006, 12:53pm » |
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Echo? You gonna tell the story of the towtruck??
Not only funny, but touching as well..........
Please, Echo?? Pleassseeeee????????????????
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Re: Can you look back and laugh?
« Reply #12 on: Nov 13th, 2006, 1:15pm » |
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One of Jaynes many many stories.
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« from: Jayne on: Jul 28th, 2004, 10:27am
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If you are easily offeneded, please don't read anymore.
This is a true story and it happened to me about 4 years ago. I have only told a handfull of people the tale, but I thought we could all use a good laugh around here, so here goes.
This story comes in 2 parts.
Part 1
A few years ago I had read on the board that the use of Capsapian cream or the cream that sportsmen use for injuries, would help a clusterheadache. I read that if you applied the cream to the side of the headache it would help the pain.
I ran out and and bought a tube.
A couple of days later I had the chance to test it out. The beast awoke in my head. I opened up the tube and smeared some of the cream to my temple, forehead and jaw area. I got back into bed and waitied for the magic to happen.
Oh my god, it made it worse if that is possible. In my pain, I used my hand to get the excess cream off my face and I wiped it on the bed sheet on the side of my bed. I kept wiping and wiping.
I ran into the shower to rinse it off, then danced with the beast for the duration.
End of part one.
Side note. Sometimes in the throes of pain, I forget what I have done.
Part2
(5 days later)
I was getting ready for bed and I felt a little...errr.......tense shall we say.
Being a chronically single woman, I need help to eerrr....de-stress.
So I went to find my "big man in a drawer"
I found him. Got into bed. I looked closely at "him" and it had a little feather on the end of it. (My down comforter is a pain). Well I couldn't be bothered to get out of bed again, so I wiped the feather off on the side of my bed sheet.
So I began to ...errrrr...destress myself.
This unfamiliar sensation began to take over my nether regions. WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!
My Lucy was on FIRE!!!!!!!!
I jumped out of bed as fast as I could, clambered into the shower, turned the cold water, grabbed the shower head and tried to calm the raging flames that were taking over my woomanhood.
Later, I was in my living room trying to figure out what in the hell had just happened. I called my best friend and told her the story in a shakey voice.
"Karen, someone sabotaged my dildo...whaaaaaaaaaa"
"I think someone must have dipped it in hot sauce whaaaaaaa"
"I'm coming over" she said.
Karen arrived at my house 20 minutes later with a ziplock bag and some cold yogurt.
We figured it must have been the maintenance men.
"I'm calling the cops in the morning" said Karen
She ordered me to put the offending object into the ziplock bag. "They might be able to fingerprint it"
The next morning Karen called me and reported she had indeed called the cop shop and asked if it was possible for a vibrator to be fingerprinted.
I think they thought it was a prank call.
Well a few days went by, I had already got a lock put on my bedroom door, and Karen still had my "man" in a bag.
I was relaxing watching TV when all of a sudden it dawned on me what I had done. "Oh Shit"
I called Karen and told her, and we laughed till we cried.
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Re: Can you look back and laugh?
« Reply #13 on: Nov 13th, 2006, 1:22pm » |
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Linda do you remember Jaynes O2 in the closet story? I nearly bust a blood vessel laughing at that one!
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Re: Can you look back and laugh?
« Reply #14 on: Nov 13th, 2006, 1:24pm » |
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OH. MY. GOD.
That was absolutly HYSTERICAL!!!!   
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Re: Can you look back and laugh?
« Reply #15 on: Nov 13th, 2006, 1:40pm » |
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Yes, I do Helen but I wouldn't be able to find it now. It's stuck back in the archives.
From what I remember.
She had a date with a new guy that she didn't know well enough and was scared to tell him aboiut her headaches. Afraid she'd run him off before he got a chance to know her. So she cleaned up her apt. in anticipation for having him at her place and hide her e-tank in the closet where he wouldn't see it.
So now it's the middle of the night and she gets hit and as quietly as she can...slinks off to the closet and her 02.
There she is squatting in the closet huffing on the 02 and HE wakes up and hears something going on in the clset and tenetatively asks her "Jayne......what are you doing in there?" Not being able to come up with anything better in her state of pain....she says, "I'm organizing me shoes"
She never had a second date with the poor bloke.
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« Reply #16 on: Nov 13th, 2006, 1:52pm » |
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I haven't laughed this hard in a month---I needed that. You guys are hilarious!
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Re: Can you look back and laugh?
« Reply #17 on: Nov 13th, 2006, 3:46pm » |
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Quote:I had to go to the nail salon last night. A girls got have nice nails you know . So I went in and it took about 15 min. before it was my turn. The girl is cleaning my nail polish off and prepping my acrylic nails to be filled. She grabs the power tool thing she uses, the minute she turns it on it felt like she was using on my eye . Its only 5 pm so I think this will be a small one, I can wait it out. I sit there for exactly 2 more minutes before I realize that if I don’t leave I will be ripping my eye out in front of about 15 people. Then I realize I have nothing with me to abort. In my hurry to make my appointment I left my O2 at work and I am out of everything else. I jerked my hand away from the lady working on my nails and run out the door. I left my purse, phone, everything in the shop.
I do not know how I made it back to work. Thank god no one was at work. I was pacing around my cube with 02 and my Ice pack. When the beast finally finished with me, I realize what I did. So I had to drive back to the Salon get my stuff and finish my nails. At first I was embarrassed to go back in. I finally did dragging my 02 tank behind me, everyone was very kind and understanding. I did get hit again but I just sat there with my 02 on and let her finish. I wish I could say that, that was it for the night but they continued on until about 3 am this morning. BUT HAY MY NAILS LOOK GOOD!!!!!!
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Re: Can you look back and laugh?
« Reply #18 on: Nov 13th, 2006, 5:04pm » |
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I am having a few pain free hours today and I want to thank you all for the laughs. It was great medicin right now.
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Re: Can you look back and laugh?
« Reply #19 on: Nov 13th, 2006, 5:07pm » |
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on Nov 13th, 2006, 12:53pm, Cathi04 wrote:Echo? You gonna tell the story of the towtruck??
Not only funny, but touching as well..........
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here you go Puddin.
Got hit on the 435 beltway in the south burbs of KC during evening rush hour. Could not continue any longer and pulled to the shoulder. Hundreds of cars blasting by when a tow truck appeared in front of me backing up. I'm thinking crap - just another hassel I don't need. He approached my vehicle as I sitting there trying to shove my eye back into my head. He asks "Headache?", I say yes. He says "Get in my truck I'm taking you home". Who's to complain. I tell him where I life and he drops me off in front of the house (about 6 miles away). I'm dying so I just head inside knowing that I'll figure out how to get my car back later. After I resurface I head outside for a smoke, there's my car, sitting in the driveway. The note on the steering wheel said that his father had suffered CH most of his life prior to his death, the driver figured that by helping me, he was in a way helping his father. (no charge BTW)
How did he know I was having a CH?
I had a "Clusterheadaches.com" bumper sticker on the rear of my car.
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Re: Can you look back and laugh?
« Reply #20 on: Nov 13th, 2006, 5:43pm » |
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Oh well.
This happened back in college, okay? About 1974. I was a young clusterhead, and had not yet made the connection between alcohol and getting hit. I figured it out on my own soon thereafter.
At the time, I was living in an old house that had been divided up into one-room studio apartments. Mine was on the second floor. Everyone else who lived in the apartment building was female. It was a pretty cool setup for a young man.
Anyway, several of my friends stopped by one evening while I was in cycle, and suggested that we do a bit of bar hopping. We walked downtown (it was a small town) and had a great time. I was introduced to the practice of taking shots of tequila with salt and lime, and found it a very good thing indeed. By the time I was guided back to my apartment, I was significantly impaired. After my hilarious friends went their way, it was all I could do to strip and get between the sheets before I fell into a comatose sleep.
About three in the morning, I got hit with a nasty one. I grappled it to a draw, at last, and realized that I had to make water.
All I can say is that I wasn't thinking too clearly. The single bathroom on my floor was down the hall, outside the studio apartment, and was shared with the other residents. Being's how it was three in the morning, I figured I'd just stroll down there, do my business, and go back to bed. I was, as the saying goes, as nature made me.
I opened the door and peeked around. All was dark, except the nightlight shining invitingly in the open bathroom down the hall. Good to go. I stepped into the hallway, and pulled the door shut behind me. When I heard the lock click, I realized what I had done.
The door to my apartment was now locked. I obviously didn't have my key with me, because I didn't have any pockets. The only other people living in the building were women that I didn't really know all that well. I couldn't very well knock on a door at three in the morning, naked, and ask for help. I was on my own.
Necessity is the mother of invention. I dashed to the bathroom, did what I had to do, and sat behind the locked door, contemplating what my next move might be. It took a while.
Outside the window was a trellis that extended up the side of the house. There was another one just outside the window to my apartment on the other side. I concluded that if I could climb the trellis outside the bathroom window, make my way across the roof, and climb down the trellis on the other side, I might be able to push my window open and climb in. It seemed logical.
The trellis was a very shaky thing, but I managed to pull myself onto the shingles without breaking my neck. The journey across the roof was the longest trip of my life--cars were driving by on the street below--I wasn't sure what any passing police officer might say if he happened to look up, and spotlighted me.
Down the other side to my window. I broke a couple of fingernails prying it open in haste, swung inside, and landed on top of my desk, scattering stuff in all directions. It made a terrific racket. I sat on my glasses and crushed them.
It was a long time before my heart slowed enough that I could go back to bed.
To this day, I won't drink any alcoholic beverage that is clear.
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Re: Can you look back and laugh?
« Reply #21 on: Nov 13th, 2006, 6:13pm » |
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Feeling pretty good I just took a walk back to the 1998 message board. I had just got back from a visit to the ER for stabbing my self with an exacto knife. The Dr. in Er had said anyone ever tell you you are diabetic. I said no she says well you are now. Then I get home look at this site and somone says sex will bring on a CH attack. I respond. God what else, no sugar no salt no smoking and now no sex.
Now here I am 8 years later with the same attitude.
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« Reply #22 on: Nov 13th, 2006, 6:33pm » |
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That's a great story, Echo. Thanks for reposting it. I hadn't seen it before.
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Ah! The foreigners put on such airs
Wearing the tangerine suits
And their harlequin eyes.
The pain they inspire
Draws in harmonica melodies
And the feathers of birds
Which flame up at their touch.
It all comes to light in the sheer
Debonair.
(Ellen)
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Re: Can you look back and laugh?
« Reply #23 on: Nov 13th, 2006, 6:43pm » |
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Re: Can you look back and laugh?
« Reply #24 on: Nov 13th, 2006, 7:04pm » |
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Standing in the shower, butt naked, banging my head against the wall with a kip 10. On either the 10th or 11th bang I felt a sharp pain in my neck that soon radiated down my back and into my legs. Didn't know what was worse, head or neck and back. At this point I craw out of the shower to my cell phone and dial 911. the EMTS show up(mind you, I am still naked) and they take me to the ER. Here is the funniest part of the story. When I was explaning how I threw my neck out the Dr. asked why would I bang my head against a wall and what the hell is a cluster headache. Mind you, still naked. Had to call mom to swing by house and pick up jeans and a shirt. Not funny at the time but pretty funny now.
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Where do I take this pain of mine
I run but it stays right my side
So tear me open, pour me out
There's things inside that scream and shout
And the pain still hates me
So hold me, until it sleeps
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