2007

This is meant to be the year without migraines. Even if I have to be taking handfuls of Vicodin, meditating in a trance for a few hours a day and firing clients left and right, I am going to try to not have a single bad headache.

fri, jan 19 2007

Nell wanted to go to the Magic Castle. We would get to see our friend Joel perform. It would be late, though, and we might be in a crush of people in a tiny room at the run-down Castle... I took half a dose just in case.

sun, jan 28 2007

Rudy's birthday party. Eight eleven year olds and their various likes, dislikes, schedules, parents and so on. Half a dose to keep from ramping up to a migraine.

sat jan 6 2007

We were going to have a dinner party of the LaZebniks, We added Andy & Alice, their friends from Boston, and their twin daughters. Mel and Lilla (Nell's father and his new wife) would be there. That was enough people, soon enough after travel, that I took half a dose of Vicodin. 

I was fine for the entire evening. A little difficulty going to sleep. We even discussed at dinner how I might be better off just drinking two glasses of wine.

tue jan 2 2007

Oops. Spoke too soon. At least I made it through a single day of 2007 without a migraine...

Flew on the red-eye from Los Angeles to Boston. Drove three and a half hours in a rental SUV along the Mass Pike under gloomy skies with boys boys asleep up to Vermont to see my parents. There was no snow. My sister was there with her two kids and my sister-in-law with my new five-month old niece.

Dinner was good. My nephew Jasper had a screaming meltdown tantrum. My sister-in-law had fallen down the stairs at the moment of my arrival. My parents didn't seem that happy with one another. Stress stress stress.

I had a slight headache before dinner, but figured it was from not eating on schedule. I thought it would fade after dinner. Then I figured it was jet lag. I hoped I would be better with some sleep. I surfed in and out of sleep starting around 10pm and at 1am woke up not sure if I could make it into the bathroom. I was definitely not looking forward to turning on the light. I was happy that there was a night light in there, so I could get to the Vicodin in my travel kit without turning anything bright on.

I remembered, as I waited for the Vicodin to hit  (which it did after about forty minutes), all sorts of weird images from the half-sleep while the migraine got worse. That the pain was a pair of chisels being scraped on the inside of my skull, and that the different positions I would rolls to seemed to roll the chisels and change the pain a little. Was it the flat edge dragging or the sharp one? Was it dragging on the side of my skull or along the top?

In the morning I had the usual symptoms post-migraine. Loss of vocabulary, slight lack of coordination, some sluggishness.

Copyright Colin Summers 2006 and other years.