The drugs don’t work; they just make you worse…
Well, had to come off the drugs as I was getting worse and worse and it was time to cut my losses. Only another three months down the drain!! The withdrawal symptoms have not been fun; it was like a scene out of Train Spotting. I spent my days in bed. Head and body aching, twitching, feverish, nauseous, just having to stay as still as possible and hope that it would pass. Stupidly ordered a cheese free pizza (stupid migraine diet) during a moment of not feeling nauseous and then saw it several times again. .. Fortunately I managed to time my visits to the bathroom to the adverts during the latest Ken Follett epic. Quite a distraction, the hanging, rapes and murders put my problems into some perspective.
The insomnia was the worst part. Those very long hours during the night where every mistake and regret you have ever made comes back to haunt you. Speaking of haunting I downloaded an audio book called ‘The Woman in Black’…mistake!! I only managed to get through a few chapters and I was scared out of my mind. I was so spooked that mum’s boyfriend Derek’s snoring from across the hall, (normally I want to smother him as there is nothing quite as bad as someone else managing to sleep and being noisy about it) was great. Not only did it reassure me that there was someone in the house no ghost in their right mind would put up with that racket and haunt our home!
Anyway, it’s several days later and I’m feeling more human. I still can’t really sleep but I’m hoping that will come back with a good routine. Part of me was stupidly hoping that all the medication would fry my brain somehow and actually cure me. No such luck, so I’m just left with my original problem of vertigo but now with insomnia too, great!
On the bright side I actually managed to leave the house on my own today which is great; the only minor incident – locking my car and house keys in the car with the engine running, whilst trying to defrost it. Oops!
Glad you are feeling a bit better now. How did the keys-locked-in-car debacle end?
Found a hidden house key that I didn’t know about and actually found my spare key which was amazing and lucky!
Sorry to hear about the insomnia. Though we could do with your help looking after Zara on night shifts!! She is running in every night to our room and waking us up about 3am. Hey at least you can catch up on tv and films…we have to change nappies and attempt to.sleep while getting hoofed in the face by a tiny toddler foot! ouch!! 😉 p.s. Seriously would pay you well for the nightshifts!! 😉
At least it was your car this time, and not some random stranger’s car you jumped in…mind the roof rack! :o) perhaps not the time to bring out the Barbara Erskine book….still here waiting for you for when you feel up to it!
Ha ha cheers for reminding me of that incident mate 😉