Thursday, October 28, 2010   People who don't get migraines
often ask me what it feels like.  "How would I know if I've had
a migraine? I've never had one... at least, I don't think so..."
"Oh, you'd know," I reply, while trying to suppress the feeling
of pressure in my head that I fear will materialize, simply by
thinking about it.  ****warning — vivid description to
follow****  Take this morning, for example. While I was
sleeping, someone took a marble and pounded it into my skull,
slightly off-center. Then they took another marble and forced it
into my eyeball through the iris, on the same side of my head.
At least, that's what it felt like.  Then there was my vision.
It went all kinds of wrong. Sometimes it looks as if someone has
turned the saturation way up:  My 3 year old helping me do
laundry1  Then, the edges start to get fuzzier and fuzzier as my
field of vision closes in on me. The pressure starts to mount in
my head, like having a bad cold.  My 3 year old helping me do
laundry2  (It pains me just