Halloween Night or, as I would like to call it, The Night I Thought My Head Was Going To Explode!

About 5:10 or 5:15pm, minutes after I finished the previous post and 4 hours after my pain treatment, my head started pounding. It came on fast and hard -- a migraine for sure. I took an Imitrex and rested in the dark. About 5:45, I was in the kitchen talking to my Mom when I started to feel really nauseous. I moved to the couch and laid down. I lasted a few minutes there, but my head was pounding so hard that I just wanted two things: dark and quiet. I went back in my room. My headache was getting worse, so I took my second Imitrex.

My sister brought my nieces over after trick or treating - I have no idea what time it was, but it couldn't have been later then 7 or so. I walked out in the hallway to see their costumes and then went right back in my bedroom. At this point, I was in my own private hell. I had kept myself calm up to this point and tried not to cry, but I had reached my limit. I headed out into our Great Room, bawling my eyes out, and plopped down on the couch. I announced that I couldn't take it anymore and would someone please take me to the hospital. There was a little commotion and debate about who was taking me. (Mom ended up driving me, Dad showed up right after, and my sister took the girls home -- way to spoil Halloween!) I sat on the couch and Mariah brought me my fuzzy slippers. They both kept saying, "It's going to be okay." I went to my room to get a sweatshirt and sat on my bed. Jada put her hand on my shoulder and said, "T, you will be okay. We love you."

On the road...

We hit every freaking red light. The drive was a nightmare. I was just holding my head, snot dripping out of my nose (nice image), and clenching my jaw so hard my teeth probably would have cracked if I hadn't put in my bite guard. We finally made it to the hospital and thankfully the ER was pretty quiet.

To sum the ER visit up...

After taking my history, they gave me fluids and a migraine cocktail which consisted of an anti-histamine, a pain killer, and something for naseua. I had this same treatment 8 years ago with a migraine that was just as bad. They wanted to get a CT scan, just to be sure nothing was going on because this wasn't my typical migraine. It was on a different side and was far more intense then usual. A spinal tap was mentioned, but my Mom and I discussed skipping that. I've had that done and it's not fun, plus I was pretty certain I didn't have Meningitis since the drugs started working very quickly. The CT scan sucked (spinal was never brought up again). I couldn't hold still because my muscles were restless and then I had to take all my earrings out. It took a little time but they finally got a good picture. I went back to my little ER room and by then the drugs were totally working and I was ready to skip out of there. My muscles were so jumpy though that I couldn't sit still on the bed. I was up and down like some little hyperactive kid. What was worse was that I was tethered to that damn IV. I so wanted to be one of those people who could just say to hell with it, pull out the IV, and storm out AMA (Against Medical Advice). Of course, I didn't. I suffered the restlessness and made a few trips to the bathroom just so I could move about. FINALLY, CT came back normal and I was released.

Once I was home I took a hot shower and tried to go to bed. My muscles were wrecked and it took me a long time to get calmed down. I finally passed out in the early morning hours.

So, did the experimental pain treatment bring on the migraine? Everyone seems to think so, from the ER doctors to my family, including me. Apparently, the deep muscle stimulation went a little too far and irritated the hell out of me. Will I participate in the treatment again? Nope, not a chance in hell.

I've felt so tired and beat up since this happened. I haven't been able to sleep at night, even with my sleeping pills, and I'm exhausted. I did very little this week/weekend and when I did I was really pushing myself. I'm sure I bored the hell out of my bf -- so sorry Rob. It was like I was glued to my mattress at times. My back and neck hurt a lot more then usual. Maybe those little suction cups were actually sucking the life out of me??? LOL - that would just be my luck.