I don’t even like to admit when I have a migraine as it feels like total defeat. Kind of one of things that if you put it out there in the world – it becomes a fact (even though it is). Usually I reach for drugs and push through a workout and just give it time. I’ve been SOOOOO fortunate that in the past year, I have only missed very few social engagements…as lot of times I can, “fake it until I make it.” I may not be “100% me, but I show up. My brain is usually checked out too and I don’t have that inner drive or spark (like someone gave me a lobotomy or narcotics). Light sensitivity is an issue too – so avoiding public places is a thing too.

Then there is this past week…I’ve made it physically to some events, worked minimally, walked the dogs 2 miles almost every day, did a few workouts, made it through an hour of a public meeting (lights were too bad)…but otherwise…it feels like a wasted week – UGH! Heck, I tried to go to simple game night this week and had trouble following the silly game directions for “Left, Right Center.” I had to apologize to the group and explain I had migraine brain (a thing). I also try not to make too many decisions as the difficulty level increases exponentially.

I’m writing this post as I was being hard on myself on this 7th straight day. I declined dinner with my hubby and my son and decided to type the negativity away (my free therapy). I also reminded myself that I’m usually some version of the Tasmanian Devil – a ball of energy (that Dateline light up the room with a smile person). I just got some new drugs to mix up my treatment, but I’m sure it will be gone tomorrow (thinking positive thoughts). Now I need to get in a good head space and go binge something ridiculous. Thanks for letting me get this all out – the sofa is calling my name! It’s not like I had zero activity…just 25% migraine me!