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Friday + Migraine = Frigraine

January 11th, 2008

Early warning system for frigraine – tightness around the temples starting 4:30 p.m. The “ohmigod
my desk is such a mess” in the throat coupled with the “waddanidiot I wasted so much time this week” in the stomach. The compulsive need to do tedious, detail-oriented, eye-straining tasks starting at 4:45 and continuing until well past the promised stopping time of 5:30. Dragging the reluctant body from the messy desk and going into the house. Looking
at the kitchen which somehow never gets cleaned on Friday mornings and plunging
in to the dishes. Picture a furrowed brow. Feel the aching neck and shoulders. Hear the doorbell ring. Have no surprise at the arrival of the Frigraine.

I used to go out on Friday nights. I used to work longer hours, in a higher stress job, and go out on Friday nights. I used to leave my desk, whatever state it was in, with some regret but a good deal of relief, and go to the movies, dinner, dancing. Thank God it’s Friday lets party! Okay, truth be told, I used to be 20 something, single, then newly married, and childless. I used to work at a steady job for a salary, rather than being – gulp – an entrepreneur, with a big mortgage and college looming in less than two years. Oh, and I used to get a migraine maybe once a year, a sinus infection or two each winter, and had never heard of
chronic fatigue. Nobody had. Dang new-fangled diseases. Who sez I ever wanted to be so up-to-date?

So, here I am, nearing 50, with multiple chronic conditions. Feh! Am I gonna to turn into one of those old people who just talks about her medical crap? I’m just warming up – let me tell you about my sciatica! No, but seriously – it’s boring. I bore myself. I don’t need to go out dancing every Friday – I’d settle for a nice walk, dinner out, dinner in, hanging and talking with my guy. I’d even settle for the dirty kitchen, just without the frigraine! I
like cleaning up the kitchen to some good r&b – but not when all the overhead lights are drilling into my eyes and every drum-beat is inside my skull.

Something tells me I just need to take Fridays off! Four day work week, anyone? Now yer talking!

– Megan Oltman

Hurting now.  Took the meds, Fingers crossed.

open door courtesy of Emdot – marya
dirty dishes courtesy of Easternblot – eva

Tags: anxiety, migraine, work stress
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