Showing posts with label pain. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pain. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 28, 2012

I Have a Headache

I wrote this back in January of 2008.  Thank goodness I'll never have an Aunt Flow issue again.  :-)


"A headache (cephalalgia in medical terminology) is a condition of pain in the head; sometimes neck or upper back pain may also be interpreted as a headache. It ranks amongst the most common local pain complaints.
The vast majority of headaches are benign and self-limiting. Common causes are tension, migraine, eye strain, dehydration, low blood sugar, and sinusitis. Much rarer are headaches due to life-threatening conditions such as meningitis, encephalitis, cerebral aneurysms, extremely high blood pressure, and brain tumors. When the headache occurs in conjunction with a head injury the cause is usually quite evident. A large percentage of headaches among females are caused by ever-fluctuating estrogen during menstrual years. This can occur prior to, during or even midcycle menstruation."
I guess that explains it. I usually get one headache a month about 2-3 hours before my cycle. However, this month I did not receive the usual headache post card from Auntie Flow.
So, I am at the end of my visit from Aunt Flow. Yesterday my boss took me to lunch at Very's Philly Food. I had a Philly Cheese Steak Hoagie. As soon I finished that thing, I got a headache. I STILL have the headache. I am trying to ward it off with a banana.
More from Wikipedia:
"Specific types of headaches include:
A headache may also be a symptom of sinusitis.
Like other types of pain, headaches can serve as warning signals of more serious disorders. This is particularly true for headaches caused by inflammation, including those related to meningitis as well as those resulting from diseases of the sinuses, spine, neck, ears, and teeth."
I also found this article about menstrual headaches. I have found that when I exercise, eat right, get the proper amount of sleep, and receive all the good lovin, my PMS symptoms are little to none. I have not been sleeping well this week. I have found myself waking up between 4 am and 4:30 am for the past 5 days. Since Aunt Flow came to town. Man, Aunt Flow is a pain!
During my research of menstrual headaches treatment and prevention, I found an article at www.eheadachehelp.com. Unfortunately that article was not much help since I am allergic to aspirin.
Well, the headache is subsiding. The banana may have helped.
Now I am off to research some Feng Shui.

Saturday, March 8, 2008

Loving Me Feels So Good

Since the car accident, my back has been in alot of pain. I went to the chiropractor for my second visit yesterday. I started to feel a little better after that visit, but around 2:30 I was in pain again. So, I left work early. I have also missed a lot of work as a result of the accident.

Thursday was the only day this week I did NOT have a doctor’s appointment. I was happy not to have that interruption in my regularly scheduled life. When I got off work Thursday, I had a craving for crab cakes AGAIN. So I went grocery shopping.

I came home, made the boys do their chores right because they got it all wrong. I was really looking forward to cooking my special dinner and I do not cook in a dirty kitchen. So after the work, I cooked fried chicken (for the boys, I gave up chicken altogether), crab cakes, baked zucchini, corn, and biscuits. The boys had milk while I enjoyed a glass white zinfandel with my special dinner. Cooking exactly what I wanted for dinner was me nurturing me and my body.

Friday after the boys left for their 4th weekend in a row visit with their dad, I enjoyed stuffed tilapia, brussel sprouts, biscuits and white merlot. That white merlot was very good.

Two nights in a row I enjoyed fabulously cooked dinners with my favorite people, me, myself, William, Allan, and TJ. Friday is was all about me. Quiet, peaceful and just what I needed.

Tuesday, March 4, 2008

So, You Were in a Car Accident. BTW, When was your last pap smear?


On February 26, 2008, I was sitting on Rhame Road about to turn into my subdivision, when something hit my car and it went BAM!! Then my head hit the headrest and went BAM!!! I shouted, "DAMN!" My head hurt all night long. The next day my back was hurting.


So, I went to the ER, got checked out. I sprained my foot, got a dorsal/lumbar/cervical strain. I had to go back to the internist for a followup. I swear my back still hurts.


On Monday, March 3, 2008, I went for my followup. I was still in pain. My back was/is still hurting. I told the doctor so.


He looked at me and said, "There's really nothing we can do for you. You look like you'll heal on your own. By the way, when was your last pap smear?"


HUH? What? Pap smear? I was hit from behind while sitting down! Dude!


I told him when my last pap smear was. Then he asked, "Who did it for you?"


"Dr. Shipley," I replied


"Oh. I remember him. He was old when I was in medical school twenty years ago. He's still practicing?"


"Yes. He delivered my youngest son."


"Well, we offer gyn services as well. We also run more diagnostic tests than other gyn's."


By now I'm thinking, "Is that so? I came in here as a result of a car accident and you're trying to steal Dr. Shipley's patients."


All I could say was, "My back still hurts. If I decide to leave Dr. Shipley, I'll give you a call. Thanks for offering." <-- See, that's me being diplomatic.


The short version: I go in to have my back looked at because of a car accident and the doctor asked me how my cookie was doing.


I have no lessons for this blog. If you have any, please enlighten me.





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Friday, January 18, 2008

I Have a Headache

I just wrote the most beautiful blog about menstruation headaches and Mulitply ate it like 360!

UGH!!!!

Sunday, November 4, 2007

Lifetime Drama Part III

Shortly after the threesome incident, we moved to Nebraska. During the entire two years there I was angry with God for allowing my husband to succumb to such sin. I felt that if I was a good wife and did what I was told and suppose to do, then every one around me would behave as well. I was so wrong. Lesson learned: It's not always about me. It's not all about me.

While in Nebraska, he asked me to take a polygraph regarding all the stuff from the past he was constantly hounding me about. The test would also include other questions he had that I knew nothing about. He promised that things would be better if I took the test. He promised to be nicer to me. He promised he'd be a better husband. Well I took the polygraph test and passed it. Things didn’t change. They got worse. After the test he told me he didn't believe in them. He spent $300 for something he claimed he didn't believe in. Lesson Learned: Never compromise who you really are to appease someone else's insecurities.

Shortly after the polygraph, he contacted an old girlfriend to apologize for taking her virginity and then marrying me. He kept the email relationship against my wishes. I begged him to stop emailing her. I warned him of the dangers of this type of relationship. He said this was something he had to do and if he had to choose he’d choose his “friendship” with this other woman over his marriage with me. It was then that I emotionally checked out of the relationship. Lesson Learned: It's not all about me. I have to love me more than I love you.

After I emotionally checked out I made plans to leave. He told me he would never divorce me unless I cheated on him. Well, I knew I could make that happen. I pursued a sexual affair with someone he warned me to stay away from just to get back at him and get my divorce. When I told him about my affair, he said he would never divorce me. That was so wrong. I deeply regret my decision to compromise my values. Lesson Learned: Always be true to you. Never let your fears rule your life.

When we moved back to South Carolina, Tony continued his online relationship with Nikkole. I began to seek more counseling at First Baptist Church to help me. This time it was better than the first time. I only saw the married adult minister a few times until I thought it was enough. Lesson Learned: Seek professional help, not laymen's help.

Tuesday, October 30, 2007

Lifetime Drama Part II

When we left England we came back to South Carolina to attend the University of South Carolina as full-time students. We enrolled in Air Force Reserve Officer Training Corps. I was not allowed to stay in the program because we were married with a child, so I pursued a degree in Math. I wanted to get a degree in Math Education, but Tony said that I would do better not to go into teaching. He said I was too soft to teach and that I’d make more money pursuing something else. With him it was mostly about the money.

When my grandfather died, he told me that he would go to the funeral and that I should go to work because we needed the money. Like a fool I listened to him, went to work, left early and got to the funeral too late. I let him pressure me into doing too many things that were not healthy, wise or sane.

After he graduated from USC, we moved to our 1st house. It was there that he first threatened suicide. He was still harassing me about the past. I kept telling him the same thing over and over. He didn’t believe me. Well, one day he was hounding me about the past again, he was crying saying that my story didn’t add up. He had our young son in his lap. He was sitting on the floor next to an electrical outlet with a fork in his hand. He said that if I didn’t come clean with him he would put the fork into the electrical outlet with our son sitting in his lap. I was terrified. I didn’t want my little boy hurt by him and I didn’t want to become a widow at such a young age. I don’t remember what I told him to get the child from him, but I do remember calling the suicide hotline regarding him later on. I avoided him for about two weeks after that incident.

When we left our 1st house, we moved to a new subdivision. It was there when I noticed that his viewing of pornography increased. Shortly after we moved there he also acquired an account with the Columbia Singles Line. He talked to several women on the line and he also tried to get me involved as well. I told him that I wanted no part of it. I also told him that he shouldn’t be involved with the line because it was dangerous and that he was playing with fire. His reply was that he knew what he was doing and he could handle it and not go too far. I was devastated.

Shortly after being on the Columbia Singles Line, he approached me with participating in a threesome with another woman on the line. I initially said no. I begged and pleaded with him to drop the account and leave the line alone. He said this was something he had to do and he would do it with or without me. I was so hurt. I felt that he really didn’t care about me because he knew that this was something I really didn’t want to participate in or do. It was totally against who I was as a person and against everything I believed in. He was asking me to participate in premeditated sin. I thought that life in and of itself was hard enough without trying to commit premeditated sin. I knew that it was wrong and would open our lives to the horrible unimaginable consequences.

After he approached me with this, I sought counseling at First Baptist Church. I didn’t find it too helpful. I was basically told to be a good wife, try to save my marriage and follow God. I became angry and resentful. I didn’t know how to resolve these problems. I felt helpless. I was so shaken and upset that I couldn't perform well on my job. My co-workers noticed a marked change in me, but they didn't say anything.

Now I know how to handle such problems. I wish I knew then what I know now.

After pressuring me to participate for some time, we got into a huge fight. Late one night we were in bed talking/arguing about my lack of desire to play threesome with him and a stranger. I was so fed up I decided to go to the guest bedroom to sleep. He followed me and hounded me. I told him to get away from me. That's when he picked me up and threw me to the floor. He grabbed me so hard his nails left impressions in my arms.

The next morning I packed up all of my stuff and left him. It was the first time I left him. I went to my dad's house but I didn't tell my dad why I was there. I did tell my mom and my stepmom. At the time we had been married for seven years and he didn't even know how to get to my dad's house. That's why I chose to go to Daddy's.

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