Thursday, February 28, 2019
On Monday, I had an appointment for my OMT (osteopathic manipulative treatment). I've been getting them monthly for the last 4 years, and I swear they are the only thing that keeps my headache from taking over my life.
It was a great session, and truly, I drove home with my headache just about totally gone.
You can imagine how thrilled I was, relieved, grateful, hopeful.
A cold, sunshine filled day without a slamming headache is a beautiful day indeed.
But then the next morning, I woke up to find it had returned. I wasn't too upset, because often after OMT, it takes a few days for things to settle down. So I tried not to let it get to me.
Mornings are my quiet time...........sitting on the couch in my bathrobe, with a cuppa coffee, the gas stove warming the room, a cat, a dog. I usually put heat on my neck, sit back, and wait for my head to find some place that's good. It usually takes an hour, or two, but thankfully, it does get better.
I have had this old quilt, and I don't even remember where it came from. It's been in my sewing cupboard for years, waiting for me to be inspired.
I was here alone all day, and decided it was time. I had a batting set aside for it, and an old sheet for backing. I had already spent several evenings mending it.
It needed to be washed, but it was so thin, I didn't really dare to put it in the machine.
So I pinned it all together and started quilting it on my Bernina 770.
I wanted it loosely quilted, so it still felt light and fluffy, if that makes any sense.
Then, as I was sewing, I got the jagged light in my eye, again.
A voice in my head said, WTF.......are you kidding me????
So I took some Advil, and retreated to the couch, and put heat on my neck, and closed my eyes.
Back in my 40's, when the migraines started, a doctor told me I had "classic migraines", haha.....like that was something special. They were "classic"........it still makes me chuckle.
Over the years, I would have 2 or 3 or 4 a year.....that's all, and of course, I didn't have OTHER headaches, ever, so it was pretty doable.
Fast forward, I hit my head and started the headache marathon 8 years ago, never actually imagining that I would still have the migraines.....on TOP of the headache from hell.
Comical, if you think about it.
I have struggled to find whatever starts the migraine.....but really, there's not one thing. I think it's a combination of things........and to tiptoe through life trying not to create that combination is a foolish waste of time. It really doesn't work.
Anyhow, I sat on the couch, with my "aura", or jagged light....because I really can't see that well for about 20 minutes anyway.
I will admit it, I shed a few tears.
I felt a little sorry for myself.
I felt a tad victimized, picked on, hopeless.
It didn't last long.
That little voice in my head said, "Knock it off."
So I did.
I got up, kicked myself in the butt, and decided right then and there that this was not going to ruin my day, that I would not allow it. I had a plan, I was sticking to it.
I sewed pretty much all day, taking breaks.......drinking tea, feeding the birds, doing chicken duty, having lunch.
In the end, I survived, and the quilt got done...........I washed it in the front loader, and all quilted, it did well.
It's like me..........a little frayed here and there, and old, and it's definitely seen better days, but it's functional, and it's not done yet.
Welcome to my world.