I ran out of prozac a couple weeks ago (not like i was remembering before that) and have really been feeling it. Also ran out of ibuprofin and T4s so my headaches were nasty and I had to rely on my coping skills to ease the pain. Coping is important for anyone with chronic pain otherwise we spiral into a depression. There's a strong link there; emotional and physical pain. I often wonder which came first for me because one generally causes the other.
My family didn't believe that I was suffering from headaches; they believed I was suffering from lack of attention. Mom humored me by buying things like cod liver oil (3 tablespoons daily), and crushed aspirin on a spoon mixed with pancake syrup . It really makes me sad to this day to know that they had no sympathy for my pain and the things they did were just to try to get me to shut up. I was sent to my room to lay down (which laying down ironically causes a major increase in pain). No sense in dwelling on it now. As a grownup I find that it never gets me anywhere to blame, but I do it anyway.
I got my T4s refilled just the other day and my pain has dropped tremendously. Unfortunately opiates are bad I hear. I could talk about opiates, pain relief, and my personal experiances but you really can't get the whole picture unless you lived in my shoes.
As I read this book "All In My Head" by Paula Kamen I find that I'm really not all that different from others with daily headaches. In fact I'm actually the normal candiate for chronic headaches and migraines: childhood abuse (sexual, verbal, & emotional), lack of attention (big family), childhood trauma (brother dying and mom leaving), and overweight. All that makes my pain less real when you take it into account. Plus people already see me as a whiner.
Speaking of whining, Cody isn't allowing me much time to myself so I have to end this.