life, the universe, and donna

…discovering why Donna gets migraines!

Unfortunately, the answer may simply be: Because.

I’m disappointed. My doctor doesn’t seem overly optimistic that we’ll find a solution. Other than a firm “You idiot, when you feel like you have a migraine, take your freaking meds already… they’re doing less damage than the migraine itself, what with the insane pain, the constant effects on my life, the loss of income, etc.” I have a habit of not taking them until it’s really bad… by which time they are less effective. Oy.

But they make me woooozy. (Right, forgot. Woozy is better than HALF. DEAD.)

Got a refill on my prescription. I’m not out yet, but my doctor wanted to give me more. Lots, in fact. So, I normally get one box of (6) pills, and two boxes of (2 each) nasal sprays. This time, she gave my 10 refills. Woo! It’s anti-migraine central! I no longer need to horde them in case of a Super Bad migraine because I’m lazy about going all the way to Yaletown to get my prescription refilled. Of course, since about half of my migraines develop overnight, and I wake up with them… well, I’m just screwed regardless, see above about being less effective if you don’t take them right away.

And more evidence that yes, I use my extended health AN AWFUL LOT: I got one box of pills, and one box of nasal sprays. Nasal Sprays: $46.49. My share: $9.30. Pills: $76.50. My share: $15.30.

God, without extended health… well, there would be infinitely less rubber. And eating.

Anyway, the only positive thing (other than getting LOTS AND LOTS AND LOTS of drugs) is that they’re sending me to get a CT Scan. I suppose that’s positive, anyway. Here, look inside my head with RADIATION!

The Marmot has already suggested that there will be nothing found in there. Har de har har.

In better news, I bought more bubble bath and bath salts. If I’m going to be miserable, cranky, and in great deals of pain, I’d like to be miserable, cranky & in great deals of pain in a hot bath.