Saturday, March 6, 2010

Day 2 Migraine


I'm irritated by the fact that day 2 of migraine is like day one of a hangover but no alcohol was harmed or trendily oxygenated in the process. What is it about migraines that makes me a friggin' synaesthete? A spoon on china has an additional texture—like two pieces of silk velvet rubbed into each other, or a dog unexpectedly licking my lips.

I loved that book, The Man Who Tasted Shapes. Imagine trying to tell your mother that her very voice was making your migraine and nausea worse. "Is there anything I could do?" Love the line about how headaches went away after the divorce. Not tonight, dear, I have a headache… I do have TMJ. Maybe that's the root cause.


One doctor gave me belladonna and I made the mistake of driving while under the influence—talk about Alice falling down the rabbit hole! Guerneville Road was like a chute with black walls! I decided the migraine was easier to live with than the medication!

  

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