Thursday, I stayed in bed unable to move without feeling one pain or the other.
By Friday, my scowl was a grimace and on Saturday, it turned into a full quasimodo migraine. Left eye drooping, slurred speech, and loss of motor control on the right side. A full blown 8+ migraine pain. The percoset was not working. Saturdays ringing of the bells of Notre Dame in my head made my transition from normal to Quasimodo complete, with feeling like there was a hump on my shoulder as well.
I have been having three to four migraine days a week for a couple of months. They have been limited to about a 5 on the pain scale. A whole bunch better than the seven a week I had been experiencing a year ago. It has been a answer to prayer that I have had any respite at all.
My father-in-law may have to undergo a lung transplant later this month. He has asked me to sign up as his primary caregiver. I have been helping care for my mother-in-law, who has Alzheimers, several days a week for over a year, and my father-in-law and I have become close friends during this time. I do not know at this time what all that will encompass, but he is a great friend and I did not hesitate to say, "yes". My prayer now is to be bright eyed and bushy tailed for the duration of the experience.
God will provide. I woke up Sunday, with nary a sign of the monster. Praise the Lord! Now if I can just make it through the rest of the month with minimal disturbance from my migraines, I should be alright. Keep us in your prayers.