Over the past 3 days we had had nice sunny, but cold weather, followed by high winds, warm weather and rain. And then more sun and cold. The barometric pressure was on a roller coaster.
I knew the weather was changing.
You would think that after all these years I would have seen it coming.
I didn’t;
just like other umpteen times the Enemy snuck up behind me and struck while I was asleep. You would think that at the first sign (a runny nose), I would have tried to abort it, but I didn’t. I just didn’t make the connection.
So, I woke up this morning with a full blown migraine.
So what is behind missing the warnings? Why do I time and time again fail to make the connection when it is most important? Is it denial? It won’t be this bad this time, I tell myself.
No, it isn’t that. There is no internal struggle; there are no voices telling me that I really should take some medicine NOW. No, I am completely unable to make the connection when it is necessary for me to realize what is going on and act on it.
I only see the connection when it is too late. I missed my one and only chance.
What now? Wait it out? Emergency Room? Our co-pays have doubled to $100. Will I get a doc who will believe me? That’s another post.
I could go see the neurologist for an IV. But I hate waiting for hours and hours in his office before I am seen.
Right now I can hardly think straight. I can’t make a decision. I just want it to go away.
Down The Rabbit Hole: The Journey of a Migraineur 