Phantom Migraine

I had another phantom migraine today. Not that I’m complaining it WASN’T a migraine, I just wish I knew what is WAS. My eyes started to do strange things again, like they do when I get a migraine, so rather risk it by not taking the pills, I gobbled
up two Excedrin migraines and rested for a bit.

No pain developed, which is great, but a little frustrating. What’s causing the eyes to do that? I have cut way back on my caffeine consumption having only one or MAYBE two cups of caffeine tea a day, then doing decaf the rest of the day. I’m not eating peanuts, nor peanut butter. I’m not drinking, not eating horrid amounts of chocolate….just not sure. I haven’t been able to pin point a common-denominator between each time this has happened, but I guess I better start paying attention more.

Aches & Pains Update

For those of you who are reading my blog; an update on effects from the aneurysm and surgery.

As or the last couple of days, I have felt pretty good. Still, the time I most feel head pain is first thing in the morning and sometimes right before falling asleep. Sinus pressure still seems to effect me greatly darn it and I’ve had two migraines since the surgery…double darn it.

I still have Vicodin, but only take it when the pain is very sever, which is still can be, but much less frequently. Usually the Tylenol helps, or closing my eyes.

I’m still struggling with stamina…or lack there of. I can do laundry and get a little tired, but talking for a long time or being around a lot of talking can really make me feel exhausted.

I’ve been working 5 to 6 hours a day, twice a week and by the time I get home I’m really pooped. Sometime with a bad headache that last for hours, but for the most part, once I eat something and rest for a bit, it feels better.

Overall, I’m doing better. I’m walking three times a week, just inside. We have a one-story, ranch-style house, so it’s a nice trek and it feels good to have some exercise and get my heart rate going.

I have a friend who’s father is currently dying from cancer. Sadly, there is nothing they can do for him and I’m told, even though she knows he is in pain, he is not complaining.

I was lucky in that I was able to have surgery to correct my problem and I AM complaining. I’ve tried to stop it. My little aches and pains are minor compared to what he is going through and what I’ve already gone through. The worst of my recovery
is over. Frustration and some lingering “after-effect” are all I have to contend with now and I should just buck up and tell people I’m “Good!”. Because, after what I HAVE been there, I truly am. And I’m very lucky to be alive, have all my motor functions and to be able to work some. I have the luxury of time for my recovering, her father does not and God bless him for being so strong for his family.

Going Solo

I needed to deposit my check at the bank. I had missed two other opportunities when Dave and I were out, so on Wednesday, I decided to drive the six miles to the bank and deposit my check myself.

I have driven that route a couple of time previously, but not by myself, or without Dave following behind me in the truck. Of course, I picked the coldest day of the year to venture out, but it went okay.

I made the mistake of clearing the snow off the top of my car first. I should have just let it fly off the roof of my car while driving because it taxed me far more than I was expecting.

Only during the return trip did I find myself having “problems”. Not serious, but enough to scare me a little and make me realize I’m just not ready for my 30 mile drive to work by myself just yet. Or perhaps I just don’t ever sweep snow off my car again! LOL

It did feel good to have some independence again though. Listen to my music and be on my own even for a short time.

The most positive outcome was that I knew I COULD do it.

The Frustration with the Frustration

It has now come to my being frustrated…because I’m frustrated! Yikes!

I get frustrated when I can’t just up and do something that I used to be able to do….like get in the car and go to the grocery store. I don’t like HAVING to rely on people do so much for me, especially when I CAN do other things, but not some still. Stores are still the biggy for me. So it’s double frustrating.

I feel guilty asking for something. I feel like I’m a burden sometimes. I know I AM, but I don’t like feeling that way. But I can’t help it sometimes…I have to be. I don’t like it anymore than they do. I just can’t do the big stores yet. I know I can’t when the smaller stores still bother me.

I could only un-decorate HALF the Christmas tree and Dave ended up  having to take down literally everything else. I felt so horrible, just sitting up was a struggle. I hate to have him do that and wish I could have done more. I may have been able to, but much later in the day and even then, not sure how much.

It’s frustrating being frustrated!