A few months ago I wrote a post on my horrifying experience while taking a migraine medication. Now, I’ve decided to write a brief, somewhat cathartic post on migraines in general.
I suffer from severe chronic migraines and have for most of my life. What’s extremely frustrating about being a migraine sufferer is the fact that “migraine” is a term in popular culture that’s synonymous with “headaches.” But migraines aren’t just headaches. My migraines have sent me to the hospital and multiple MRI scanners. I’ve had half of my body go numb, forgotten how to speak, and thrown up more times than I care to think about. Migraines can impair my vision and impede my ability to think clearly. Because of my migraines I’ve had a variety of neurologists throughout my life and each have provided me with medications and vitamin regimens, but nothing seems to do away with them entirely. My migraines hurt me more days than not. My chronic migraines are a disease, despite what society-at-large may think, and I’m tired of suffering.
While this blog oftentimes serves as a place for me to share information on media, pop culture, and politics, it’s also a therapeutic space. Oftentimes I’ll write about what I’ve been up to, my personal goals, and missing home. Today, I felt like sharing this brief blurb on the pain that my migraines cause me, and sufferers across the world. I got my first migraine at age 8, so I’ve been a sufferer for most of my life. And while my family sees firsthand how debilitating migraines can be, most people just don’t get it. If I miss school or work because of a migraine, I feel ashamed to say that’s why. There’s a general assumption that migraines are just headaches, but they’re much, much more. Migraines are mysterious, debilitating neurological disorders, and they should be treated as such.
I’m tired of hurting quietly, and feeling hesitant to talk seriously about my condition. I couldn’t make it to work today because I had a migraine. And migraines impact my day, my week, my month, my year, my life.