Now, my strategy changes to coping with my pain until the doctor’s office opens at 9:00. This migraine is is clearly not leaving without serious medical persuasion.
So, I get up and make some instant mashed potatoes for comfort food, and turn on the light in the office. Settling in with my warm wraps around me, I find myself passing the time in resignation at my computer. The pain sits with me in my chair, crowding me in an unfriendly manner as it insists on co-occupying my seat.
Distraction and prayer are all that is left in my arsenal tonight, since neither normal nor drug induced sleep will be mine. Pain is no old friend, but it is nothing new either. I ask God to grant me relief or strength, whichever He deems is best for my needs and soul at this hour.
Now my distraction plan. Perhaps I will work on some on-line research for my certification exam study group, or maybe even play a silly game on Facebook for focus away from my pain. Lupus, migraines and the middle of the night pain sometimes dictate a different agenda than desired elusive sleep.
Now, I set my determined stubborn will toward making these miserable next three hours count for something. When my refreshed husband awakes, the morning routine will help pass the the rest of the time until an early morning call to my doctor.
I am determined to not to be a complete victim of my body’s flaws. I refuse to lay in the dark with suffering and pain consuming my thoughts. Not me. Not tonight!