Dear Migraine

Dear Migraine,

You suck! You suck the life right out of me. You come at the most inopportune time. You don’t ask if I have plans before your arrival. You just barge into my life like a thief in the night and you stay like an unwelcome house guest. When I hear my little one say, “I just want to say ‘Hi to Mommy” before being ushered away with “No. We have to leave her alone.”, it makes me sad. He is the one I want at my side, not you. You keep me curled up in the fetal position, holding my head, just praying the pain will stop. If I dare to move, you bring me to my knees in the bathroom. You suck! You are no friend of mine. 

Your presence has made me keenly aware of my family and friends that surround me. My parents are always willing to drop everything and come to my rescue. My husband tries his best to keep the house running as “normal”. And there are countless other people who have came to my aid. For all of these people, I am thankful. However, I don’t need your presence to know how very blessed I am. I knew that already.

Now that you are gone, I ask that you please stay away. I have plans and a life I would like to live.

You are no friend of mine.

Jana

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