“Let me guess, you have a headache again?”

(This post contains mentions of over the counter and prescription drug use)

I mentioned in an earlier post that I get headaches, this is a bit of an understatement. I have been officially diagnosed with Migraine. However, I have a hard time calling my smaller episodes migraines, because to me a migraine is being totally incapacitated, unable to move, balance or lift your head with your sinuses closed off and your eyes unwilling to focus. There also may or may not be puke. My headaches are still pretty bad, but I can still talk and walk and drive to school. I can’t make them go away. They’re at least 12 hours long reguardless, but if you have something in front of your face that says it’s going to stop your pain, you’re going to try it anyway, especially, when you have a paper to write. Despite this I can usually keep a straight face throughout the day.

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I Got My Dad In a Box

*This post contains mentions of, and some descriptions of, death and sick-related stuff*

Death is unfortunately not a new phenomenon in my life. I’ve seen a lot of my family members get sick, a lot of friends die suddenly. I’ve spent a lot of time sitting in intensive care waiting rooms, getting to know the staff, the smell, learning to walk around like I know where I’m going so no one will bother me. I’ve spent way more time than I should have perfecting my small talk in funeral homes, not knowing how long to kneel at the open casket, hugging distant relatives in stiff clothes they only wear to these functions. I’ve sunk into a lot of grave dirt in some really uncomfortable shoes. My advice is to have a sense of humor about it.  Continue reading

Snug as a bug in a…thing that shouldn’t be in your ear

Almost exactly nine months ago I made a spontaneous decision. This is rare for me. I like to research, I like to Google something until all the links are purple from me visiting them. I’ll ask other people about things, I’ll read books on it, I’ll run through scenarios in my head for days before an event happens to try to think of all the possible outcomes and reactions. It makes me indecisive but it’s my process and it keeps me from freaking out. Very rarely do I do something without agonizing about it first, and much less often does it involved sticking needles in my face. Continue reading