Moment by moment

I am yet again back in the relm of daily headaches that are minimally responsive to the Cefaly www.cefaly.us, as well as all the usual preventatives and some unusual ones.

It’s been creeping up on me.  I had a period, beginning in June, when I was down to 1 to 2 headaches a week.  In this sort of low-frequency headache phase, I tend to forget that I have chronic migraine.  The headaches are easily controlled and infrequent enough for me to avoid rebound.  I think of them as just an occasional nuisance.  I am possessed by a sort of selective amnesia.  There’s a level at which I know that I may once more have to cope with everyday pain, nausea and a host of bizarre symptoms, but this awareness is pushed down and mostly out of conscious sight.

Blissfully, that’s what summer and early fall were like, but as Oct. and then Nov. wore out, the headaches morphed into 3 to 4 times a week, but were fairly easily controlled.  Then 4 or 5 times a week, but I could knock them back with the Cephaly.  In Nov. I caught a nasty cold from my grandson, and as the cold wound down, my headaches cranked up.  Just before our Dec. Mexico trip, a highlight of my year, I began to have daily headaches.  It took constant use of the Cefaly to abort them.  I increased my preventative meds to no avail, and I began spending a day or two a week flattened on my futon.

Zihuatanejo Bay

 

Enjoying life one moment at a time

We are in the fishing town (no longer a village) of Zihuatanejo, Mexico, and I am preoccupied and struggling to accept that I am back in a place of daily migraines.  So in an effort to come to terms and remember why and how I love this place, I’m going to acknowledge the really good moments.

•  In the morning sitting on our veranda with a cup of tea as the sun comes up, birds on the wing, fishing boats crisscrossing the bay
•  Speaking in Spanish to the friendly people who remember me from previous visits

Chuy

Fabian

•  Lazy swimming in the hotel pool
•  Shopping in Spanish

Amanda

 

•  Lounging on our bed looking out the window at deep blue water, listening to the surf and the screams of children playing on the beach below
•  Swimming in the ocean, the water like silk on my skin
•  Taking pictures of anything that catches my eye…………and there’s a lot that catches my eye
•  Watching festivities on el Dia de la Virgin de Guadalupe (the Day of the Virgin of Guadelupe), children in traditional costumes, music and parades

•  Eating Mexican food, finding new restaurants that we like and returning to old favorites
•  Observing the pelicans, frigate birds and gulls fish for their dinner, and then there’s this guy…………..

•  Seeing a brown booby for the first time
•  Keeping watch on an iguana as he creeps slowly under the roof tiles of the room below
•  In the evening watching the sun slowly slip down over the Pacific
•  Swinging in the hammock at night in the dark, listening to the waves roll in
•  Eyeing shy little gekos as they skitter across a wall and hearing their amazingly loud chirp
•  Listening to the crickets song, the squeak of bats and all the other little unidentified cheeps, creaks and rustles of insects in the not-so-quiet tropic night

Attitude adjustment