Is it so much to ask?

[cassidyrose]

Is it so much to ask that I wake up at least one day this month without pounding head pain?

Grr.

I know it's just a headache, but it makes getting out of bed and getting to work a Herculean effort. Every fiber of my being just wants to go home and lie down with an ice pack on my head. I think it is time for me to go back to the doctor and press for allergy tests and a referral to a neurologist. He is fairly agreeable, so I should be able to get said tests and referrals, it is all just a big pain in the ass.

I am tired of being frustrated with myself for being so unmotivated and slow moving. I know much of the amotivation and sluggishness are results of my head hurting, but I am as sick of that excuse as everyone else must be. I am tired of hating myself for feeling crappy.

The odd thing is, I am usually OK during dance classes as long as the lighting is OK and I am near the mirror. The pain is there, but it is not too bad, however, I have never gone to dance when I really, really hurt. I think staring at the computer screen at work really intensifies the pain, as does reading, which is what I do all day at work--I read crap on a computer screen. I think I am able to divert my attention from the head pain during dance as other parts of my body are screaming for attention and I notice those above my head.

I don't know what I am blathering about here. I am just frustrated.

Comments

[ex-serenejo.livejournal.com]

No such thing as just a headache. *gentle hugs*

[hopeforyou.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry to hear you are in pain. I hope you see a doctor/specialist and get down to the bottom of these headaches and lack of motivation. Good luck. *hugs*

Chiropractor

[gtpooh.livejournal.com]

Have you been to a chiropractor? I used to get really bad headaches, and it was just that my skull was slightly off my spine. If you haven't, I would suggest it. We go to a great poly, bbw friendly one down San Jose. ::laugh:: He was xraying me last week and I whine because I am "fat" when he measured me. He stopped, came over, put his arm around my shoulder, patted his stomach and looked at me significantly. I recanted and he hugged me. ::smile::