Was That My First Ever Migraine?

Saturday morning, I was supposed to leave and head back to the old stomping grounds in Fargo to attend a wedding. I was really looking forward to it: solo road trip, blasting karaoke tunes, seeing good friends, and even getting some Chik-Fil-A.

Friday afternoon, however, out of nowhere, I got hit by the miserableness-bus.

I suddenly felt inexplicably tired and laid down to take an afternoon snooze. Once I closed my eyes, my eyes began to pulsate. When I opened them, my vision was… strobed? I don’t know how else to describe it.

Then the abdominal discomfort hit. Hard. I’ll skip over those details in writing, but it was so painful.

A sharp, stinging headache developed right behind my eyes. I became super nauseous. Light and noise were like hot irons to my brain.

I was down for the count.

After a few hours, Hubs asked me (very quietly) if he should cancel the hotel reservation I had. I couldn’t imagine even walking out to the driveway to the car, let alone getting in it and driving over 300 miles the next morning.

Somehow he asked me, “What if you still feel like this Sunday?” and I started to cry because I couldn’t imagine being that miserable for an hour longer, let alone three days.

I can’t describe it. For about 36 hours, the nausea, light and noise sensitivity, and headache were constant, unwelcome companions. Nothing seemed to help, though drawn curtains and a closed door did keep the room dark and quiet which was helpful in its own way.

Eventually that first night, after enough DiGize and peppermint oil application, the nausea faded just enough for me to get to sleep. The yelping coyotes woke me up three times during the night, but I was able to fall right back to sleep.

In the morning, when I emerged from the bedroom, I had to shield my eyes from the sun flooding in through the windows. Normally, that’s my most favorite part about every morning (that, and coffee), but it was painful for me this time.

I told Hubs I was still experiencing symptoms and he told me he figured that when he saw me “walking around the house like a vampire”. If I hadn’t have been nauseous still, I would have laughed.

I am 40 years old. I take care of myself. How I had a sudden onset of and experience with what appears to be a migraine, is beyond me. I have never experienced that before in my life.

Much later in the day Saturday, one by one, the symptoms lessened and left. First the noise sensitivity went away. Next, the headache and light sensitivity faded, though they took their sweet time departing. Finally, the nausea dissipated.

While I believe it was my first ever migraine, I also pray it was my last. It was so intense and so miserable, and I am genuinely moved by empathy to pray for those of you who suffer through them regularly.

I can’t help but think, for whatever reason, I was not meant to go to Fargo. I was so saddened – I wanted to go and was really looking forward to spend time celebrating a beautiful marriage, and being with friends. Yet, late in the afternoon the day before I was to leave, I was struck by a first-ever migraine.

I did not start to feel the slightest bit better until an hour or so after I for sure would not have been able to make it to Fargo in time to attend.

I am not a believer in coincidences, so I am genuinely wondering why the migraine and why was I supposed to be sequestered at home?

I may never know. What I do know is this: if that was a migraine, I’m so sorry people have to ever experience those. If I ever get one again, forgive me in advance for crying about it.

One Reply to “Was That My First Ever Migraine?”

  1. Val, I’m so sorry you had to experience the dreaded ‘migraine headache’ recently. I have an ugly history of these headaches. I also was stricken down during the night when the next morning I was anticipating a long weekend retreat with girlfriends. I was devastated to say the least. I remind myself, God knows best, my life is in his hands.

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