I’m finding the drawing journal to be very therapeutic.
Day before yesterday was a very, very bad day. I was awakened by one of the worst headaches I’ve ever had. The lower part of the right side of my skull, and down my neck was…well, I can’t think of a good adjective…let’s just say, I was in a huge amount of pain.
Throughout the day I kept trying different meds to see if anything would work. They sometimes made it better, often not. I was nauseous, and just miserable. That afternoon, I turned to look at Stuart and the world moved. I felt all the symptoms of an attack starting. The world was off-balance, but not completely spinning yet, I got HOT, I didn’t feel like my head and my body were listening to each other….I told Stuart…”It’s coming!” He ran and got my medication, some cool wash clothes, and trash cans….he was getting prepared. I’m happy to say the whole world spinning part didn’t happen, I didn’t throw up…but I was amazed when it started to calm down and didn’t become a full-fledged vertigo attack. (I have a question, anyone else out there who has these attacks, when it first starts to you really have to go to the bathroom…bad? Every time it starts, I have to go! I don’t want to get up and move to go to the bathroom, I just want to stay as still as possible…but I can’t I have to go!)
For the rest of the day, the tinnitus was very loud, my head hurt, and I was exhausted. I had to use my walker. (very strange thing I’ve noticed, a lot of time when the tinnitus is at it’s worst, I can hear better….isn’t that the strangest thing you’ve ever heard?)
I’ve decided that I have an Evil Goblin living in my Head! And he looks something like this:
These are his torture devices:
Here’s another sketch of my Evil Goblin (the original looks better. I didn’t realize photographing graphite was so hard.)
I hope you have enjoyed a view in my head.
Wanted to let everyone know that my appointment with Dr. Gray has been moved up to the 22nd. I’m still on the cancellation list and if anything comes up before then…keep your fingers crossed.
Living for the day. One day at a time.