It’s Raining Spoons

While some very stressful things are happening in my non-illness life, MAN have I had a couple of migraine days to die for. Some of the experiences require separate posts, like the fact that despite having moved to WordPress only a week or so ago, I have been nominated for a blogger award (Liebster coming soon!); and that I had the best appointment ever with my “migraine manager” (he is my family doctor, and I didn’t think it was possible to love him any more).

This quick entry is simply about the fact that on Thursday, after a night of very little sleep (because of not insomnia, but circumstances), I was able to help chaperone Zo’s preschool pumpkin patch field trip as planned. I was expecting to have to not attend at the last minute which would have been very sad, but okay: about half the parents come and it is more like hanging out with your child than chaperoning. However I took 50 mg of imitrex for signs of an oncoming lack of sleep migraine, it worked quickly, and I made it pain-and-aura-free through a bus ride, hayride, Miss Extremely Choosy picking out a pumpkin, and the bus ride back in which Zo spotted and processed her first road kill and became despondent. Two hours following this, I was able to go to Downtown Trick or Treat with my family. Either of these events might have been impossible for me a month ago. But that day after a field trip with thirty 3 and 4 year olds I was able to dress up my black cat and clever fox and walk the several blocks to our little city’s pleasant, bustling downtown. On this gorgeous chilly fall day with perfect marshmallow fluff clouds scudding across eternal blue, I was an 8 on the 1 to 10 Happiness Scale with 10 being unimaginable joy that transports you to another dimension. Running into many people we know, normally a dreaded occurrence due to migraine brain and a (usually) perpetually pale ragged face, was a delightful social opportunity. Spoons were being handed out to me like lollipops outside of each spirited storefront, my invisible treat bag bottomless and wide open to receive, my heart full to bursting.

Trick or treat! Yes please! And thank you. Thank you so much.



3 Comments Add yours

  1. Congratulations on your award AND on your sudden burst of energy and well-being, your family must be thrilled that you were able to participate and enjoy the fun! Missing activities with my kids when they were young was probably the hardest part of being ill for me.

  2. relovertigo says:

    This is so great! We never have enough spoons, and that’s something most people don’t even know about. That makes me think someday I should write about spoons. The spoonfully advantaged should give great thanks. haha

    1. ladymigraine says:

      Write away! The spoon concept is so useful in impressing upon “normals” what it’s like to have a chronic illness, even on a good day. Oh – and good luck with NaNoWriMo! You can do it lady! 🙂

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