Posted by Preston (152.163.206.191) on March 14, 2000 at 00:53:00:
Man, goin on two and a half months now. You could set your watch by the damn things. Every morning, 11am, the beast rears its ugly head. I guess it likes to sleep in. Sometimes it'll visit in the evenings, just to remind me that I'm out of Imitrex, and can't afford any more injections. I wonder how silly I look at work, with one eye pinched closed, tears streaming down the right side of my face? The muffled moans. I found some tylenol-3 with codeine, an old prescription. Three of those with a handful of ibuprofen seems to dull the pain to a fairly manageable 7.5 on the scale. I'm about out of those too. After that, I just don't know what I am going to do. My manager seems to take my hints at the headaches as if I weren't even speaking. Why is my pain any less severe? Any less serious? Because there is no mortal danger, is there no sympathy? Will this damn cycle ever end?