I See the Light!
Normally, “darkness” is supposed to conjure up foreboding images. If you get migraines, however, you know this is backwards. Hell is where the light pierces through every curtain, blanket, and pillow like sonic death rays designed to turn your blood to radioactive shrapnel grinding through your grey-matter. The digital display of an alarm clock, even when turned around to face the wall and covered with a black t-shirt, feels like a copper wire with one end in a 220 outlet and the other stuck in your eyeball.
Believe it or not, there is one good thing about migraines, though. This morning, (LATE this morning) my shower was the greatest shower ever, the water blissfully warm, the shampoo laced with rosemary, sweet vanilla-smelling soap... Every breath, movement, and thought, once free from a migraine, is divine. My muscles ache as if I wrestled a gorilla all night, but the weight of struggling against that beast is off of me now. I’m exhausted, but nearly weightless. When a pain like that is gone, the freedom to not be in agony, even for a minute, is enough to make you giddy with joy.
So, I sit here at work, the monitor brightness down to zero, the contrast at 60%, and still trying to type without looking at the screen. But, I am liberated. For the moment, I am mostly free from a pain worse than broken bones and internal bleeding. Isn’t it great? Ah… yes. Heaven. Ah…
Time to make some tea. :)