Hello, It’s Me (Part 2)

So there we were, me hauling costumes and my purse; Zo with her book bag on her back and pulling the supplies bag behind her like a caboose. A wave of sick heat rolled over me, with that horrible certainty as your stomach contents rise toward your throat. “Zo, I’m going to throw up.” And…

Day 29: The Way Through

Text of Page: 09.16.14 | Day 29: The Way Through | Migraine365 | Medical debts | Zo’s ballet bag | Zo | elizabeth | We needed light bulbs, yogurt, and juice | Crushing depression today. Sleep disturbed by realistic dreams of heartbreak and homelessness. I didn’t know how I was going to get Zo to…

Day 23: Rainy Day Blues

365 Days of Migraine, Day 23, was day 3 in bed for me. Text of Page 09.10.14 | Day 23: Rainy Day Blues | [journal page] Actually, I love rainy days. There was a tornado watch, but even though it was windy and warm there were no storms. It was like the third day in…

Migraine365 t-shirts for sale!

Migraine 365 t-shirts are now for sale, check them out and make a purchase by following the link. Please support our project; the money we raise will help us keep this going! The website is updated through Day 22. Because of Zo’s tonsillectomy we did get a little behind. Anyone who contacted us regarding purchasing…

The 4 Days of Migraine I Missed Due To Migraine

365 Days of Migraine, Day 19: “The Black Swamp Arts Festival Part 1” 09.06.14 Text of Page: |The Black Swamp Arts Festival fills the streets every September. This year, elizabeth was too sick to go. | The girls and I went down the first day; elizabeth stayed in bed… depressed, scared, sick. | The people…

Making The Invisible Visible [365 Days of Migraine: Day 17]

In 1998, when I got my fifth tattoo – actually my fourth AND fifth, I got them at the same time – my dad said I might “have a hard time finding a husband,” and my mom developed a theory. Her theory had to do with my migraines, and how my new passion for getting…

Serotonin Stockholm Syndrome

For those of us struggling every day with chronic invisible illness, one of the most discouraging feelings is realizing that someone may not believe the pain we’re suffering. It might be the careless observation of an acquaintance (“But you don’t look sick”); the frustrated words of a well-meaning friend (“You’ve tried so many medicines and…

The Liebster Award

I have been writing this blog since April 2, 2012 but only moved to WordPress from Blogger last Saturday. There have been a lot of changes in my household since that first entry, mainly that there is now no one working outside the home. I had to quit my government job because I was missing…