Hello, everyone!
I am incapable of being brief, so please excuse my verbosity here. I have a history of fairly minor migraine, going back about 20 years now (mixed-tension migraine, my NP said), easily controlled and rarely more than annoying. The times I was wiped out in bed for hours at a stretch were very rare, thankfully. Mainly Iād just get light-headed, spacey, and very tense in my neck and back, frequently accompanied by photophobia and head pain, but not always. Maybe an average of 12 migraines a year, too, so it really wasnāt bad. No medication needed. Then in mid-April of this year (I think; my time sense was murdered and buried in the back yard by this god-awful brain fog) I developed a bad case of shingles. Uncomfortable, yes, but I knew it would end so I just got through. My husband was able to fill in when the nerve irritation got too bad, especially when it came to cooking for and managing our 6 year old twins. And when it was over I had one glorious day where my nervous system worked as it was supposed to. Thenā¦ it just went crazy. I had two days of increasingly bad dizzy spells and then I was just laid flat one morning over breakfast pancakes, and it didnāt stop.
For two weeks I had persistent, active vertigo and could barely get out of bed. I was on medication to control the nausea and was just slightly more useful than your average house plant. I couldnāt look at my kids because they were just constantly moving and it made me overwhelmingly dizzy when they would gesture or shift their feet all the time, and there were multiple times when my husband had to intervene because I just couldnāt process what they were saying anymore or became overwhelmed with the constant auditory and visual stimuli and had to decide between yelling at them to just STOP or bursting into incoherent tears. I hated myself a lot. They had already been without normal mommy for a month with the shingles, and now I had trouble being around them for a new, much more confusing reason. At least with the shingles I could show them the lesions and explain that it hurt to be touched. It was harder to explain that my brain was being overloaded because of something as abstract as āvertigo.ā
Eventually I was able to walk around more and vaguely function. You know, fold laundry sometimes, cook sometimes, that sorta thing. I moved through doctors quickly, each one helpfully crossing off possibilities and then passing me on to someone more knowledgeable. After about 2 months I got the formal diagnosis of VM, and my neurologist says that from what she can tell from my history I was actually suffering from chronic migraine for a while, probably years, and hadnāt realized it. Joy. I started nortriptyline, vestibular therapy (the only reason I am able to function at the level I am currently, which I know because if I miss one of my 2x daily exercise sets I start to backslide noticeably), and cut out the short list of common triggers I was given from my diet.
I got better, to about 90-95% normal, but I backslide frequently, had to start a second medication a little over a week ago because Iām still not where the neurologist thinks I should be, and have picked up a second physical therapist (to work on strength and flexibility in my neck, because there seems to be neck involvement somehow), and have an appointment in mid October with a neuro-optometrist (I didnāt even know that was a thing!) because my new PT thinks my eyes may also not be tracking properly anymore.
I also bought a copy of āHeal Your Headache,ā and have tried to start following the dietary recommendations there. But I am feeling very overwhelmed and stressed. My daughter, when she was 3, was diagnosed with a metabolic disorder that requires daily medication and dietary restrictions too. Those restrictions, like the ones for migraine, are not obvious and intuitive (she needs to avoid high copper foods) and requires careful balancing. She, at least, is thrilled that I now have to avoid chocolate and nuts like she does, and also that for once she can eat something someone else in the family canāt (pizza in this case; which we make at home every Sunday), but there are a lot of other things that are polar opposite requirements in our diets now. Add to that my husbandās nightshade allergy, my sonās refusal to eat leafy greens (except for small amounts of raw spinach sometimes), and the fact that my kids are 6 and therefore go through frequent picky phasesā¦ and I just want to lie down and give up. I wonāt, obviously, but thatās how I feel. Ya know, I had thought my days of crying in grocery stores and stressing out over āsafeā and āunsafeā foods were behind me. I guess not.
It doesnāt help that 3/4 of my current diet is out and that I can now safely say that one of my triggers is a drop in blood sugar levels (Iām not diabetic so Iāve never really considered my foodās glycemic index before). Got a migraine the other day after eating a home-made hash brown, and yesterday from a āmigraine-friendlyā white flour biscuit I made. I always knew too much sugar would get me on an empty stomach, but my sensitivity has gotten ridiculous. I know there isnāt any choice BUT to figure this out, but I honestly have no idea how itās going to happen.
Anyway, thatās where I am right now. Most days I can focus on the positive, but today and yesterday have been rough. Just reminding me how quickly my life can be snatched away again, and how awful I can feel sometimes because of this condition. So I figured that rather than stare anxiously at my (mostly blank) meal plan or totter dizzily around my house I would look into online support networks. Iāll feel better tomorrow, and I have been seeing a therapist for over a year now anyway (we learned last year that my daughter may have another disorder as well, and the options of what it could be include some that are untreatable, painful, and probably fatal if she is developing them young; but we wonāt know what she has, if anything, for months or even years, until she develops more symptoms, so dealing with that particular Sword of Damocles at least gave me an at-hand support network for this, soā¦ silver lining I guess?), but today Iām pretty low. I probably shouldnāt post an intro story when Iām feeling low, but, hey, Iām sure dumber decisions have been made before, yeah?
Anyway, thanks for reading my novella, and maybe Iāll see you all around the forums.
Cheers!
Carissa