An Empty Shell of Me

I am a melancholy, drifting mermaid, bedded in soft seaweed, whose head has inexplicably been invaded by the Russian navy on one side.
The other half… dead.

Influenza Valentine

I’m a little… down. You know, that feeling in your core that alternates between emptiness, like nothing can fill it, and anxiety, like everything is bad. Since finally getting all the way off of Cymbalta and switching back to Zoloft, I rarely get very depressed anymore. Like the scary angry black hole kind where you…

Not Bulbous Basilar but “Partial Voluming Artifact”

I’m sorry. I guess that’s the first thing I want to say. I’m sorry for scaring everyone so much. I’m sorry for getting defensive about people saying I shouldn’t freak out yet because “it could be nothing.” Because apparently, it was, exactly, nothing. I have written and re-written this entry in my head several times….

i sing the body electric

   Yeah, so there’s my full name, the full names of two of my friends, and the bar I used to occasionally hang out in. That’s okay. Hi, I’m Elizabeth Roberts-Zibbel. That’s me, Facebook reminded me, with my friend Phil, four years ago. That photo makes me happy. Watching three particularly crazy episodes of The…

Traumatic Birth: Life After Near-Death (Updated)

They took her. I was cut open and hastily re-stitched; paralyzed by a spinal block; bags of my own blood prepared and ready to transfuse if necessary, though apparently the physical danger to me was now over. The operating room was cold and sterile, glints of hard stainless steel, no friendly faces. My kind and…

We Are Standing on the Edge…

I just basically want everyone to know that my family and I will be okay. Everyone has things that go wrong. Everyone gets sick. Everyone has trouble now and then with government red tape. People change jobs. All of it is possible to deal with and all of it is way better than losing a…

The Magnificent Migraine Community

Searching for a meme or pertinent photo about #MHAM on Facebook a few minutes ago to use for this post, I happened upon my own status update from last year, sharing a link to the AMHA blog and stating “a little frustrating that more migraine sufferers aren’t participating in #MHAM.” Ironically, I am writing this…

A Tree Grows In Ohio

Today I ended up getting the worst headache I’ve had in months, severity-wise. I haven’t been sleeping well and didn’t make it to the girls’ joint birthday party. And the dread and constant worry of poverty. Feeling really hopeless right now, and know my only job in the world is to make my children feel…

Days 56 – 58: The More They Stay The Same

Monday brought more headache, frustration and car trouble… at least I was able to get Zo to her first Daisy Scout meeting, and my dad came to the rescue with jumper cables and it was all very easy, though I was breathless with anxiety about my former boss’s hybrid SUV being parked quite nearby in…

Days 53 – 55: The More Things Change…

I have continued to struggle with the increase in my Cymbalta, waking up with a flushed face and a moderate headache every day. This weekend was… a weekend. On Friday, J’s colleague made a comment about his salary; the possibility that he could get an MSW and become a therapist where he currently works as…

Day 43: Weather Break part II

Wow, I have gotten really behind on posting the Migraine365 pages. Since increasing my Cymbalta, I have been slightly less depressed, but more headachy. Things have been tough but j has done an admirable job of continuing to create art to represent each day. Here is the continuation of “Weather Break.” Day 43