Welllllllll… that lovely headache that I woke up with this morning turned into a migraine by the time I got to the neurologist. Appropriate? I would say so. 🙂 I walked in, sat down, pulled out my planner, snapped out the two pages (front and back) worth of headache logs for the past three weeks and handed them over. What can I say? You ask me to do something and I do it with a vengeance. 😉 While I had that absolutely wonderous nine-day stretch of no headaches last week, I have had one just about every day since. Blah! He did make the comment, though, that I rated the pain level of the recent headaches at 1 or 2 out of 10, which is not bad. He hasn’t given up on the Neurontin because he says it takes 3 to 4 weeks to take full effect and I’ve only been on the full dose for 2 weeks. He’s also going to increase the dosage by one pill a day. I’ll double up on the number of pills I take at night, so that any increased sedation I have as a side effect will go unnoticed since I’ll be asleep anyway! 🙂 I’ll be back in there in another 3 weeks for another followup. I made an appointment with my GP for Monday and an appointment to see a new OB/GYN in just a couple of weeks, as well, so I am going to be totally sick of seeing doctors! ROFL. But I hope that all of these appointments are really going to help me lick these headaches. Whatever it takes!
Back to this afternoon’s migraine, I’m feeling better now. I took a Maxalt and went to bed after the appointment, while Terry took Phoebe to the vet. Everyone loves her, so of course she was lavished with attention, as always. My prediction of her being 10 lbs with her winter coat was spot on – too funny! She still has the heart murmur that they detected last year. The vet this time rated it a 2 on a scale of 1 to 6 and they anticipate that it will get worse with age, so we’ll definitely be keeping an eye on it in the years to come. Who does she think she is anyway? Me? (I have a heart murmur, as well.) The vet would like to have Phoebe get her teeth cleaned again, particularly to keep the bacteria under control with her murmur. However, she was amazed that Terry is able to clean her teeth every other night. Terry said that he didn’t even mention that she practically begs to have them cleaned (she thinks that the poultry-flavored toothpaste is a treat). Quirky dog. 😉 She’s now dragging a bit from the shot she received and she must be a bit sore because Terry was petting her and got quite a squeak out of her. Poor thing! I know how she feels. I’m tired, coming out of the Maxalt and I can already feel the headache coming back. I think we both need to go to bed. 🙂
Well, Jenna, you knew it wasn’t going to be a quick fix, but it does look like you’re making some progress. 🙂
Geez, those migraines sure are stubborn little b*ggers! They’re hangin’ on for grim death refusing to budge … maybe I’ll see if I can get a Maori and an Abo’ together to whip up some sort of tribal curse on them? Hang in there with those meds, chickadee … with any luck it’ll eventually take proper hold and rid you of them properly – at least the pain level has decreased a lot :)) And thanks a lot of your supportive comments by email – it means a lot to me, my friend :)) {{hugs}}