Today was Day 1/4 of infusions for my chronic daily migraines. I’m not going to lie, things did not go according to plan. So I’m not sure what that means for the rest of the week.
Everything started out okay. Then a learned that one of the “heavy hitter” medications I was supposed to have was incompatible with one of my antidepressants for my Bipolar. So one medication went straight out the window.
Then around the middle of my infusion, I was supposed to have a medication called D.H.E. 45 added to the mix, which of course was the other heavy hitter. My pain was down to an 8/10 when we started the D.H.E. 45. I was supposed to have four doses. After round one, my pain went from an 8 to a 12. Don’t try to feed me the bull about how the pain scale works either. I know it goes tom 1 to 10, I lived a 10 nearly everyday of my life. That pain was way past a 10. There went heavy hitter #2. I was quickly losing faith of ever breaking this migraine, which was disheartening to say the least.
I went home feeling so low and defeated. I wasn’t about to give up, especially after it had taken me three months to get these damn infusions approved by my insurance company in the first place. It was just so frustrating – two steps forward then four steps back putting me in a worse position than I started in that morning. Luckily, I’m nothing if not stubborn so I wasn’t about to allow this to actually break me.
So Day One was less than stellar, good thing Tuesday was a whole new day to try again.