The past 2 days of Migraine were not horrible. The pain was bearable, and after rest, it would just lurk. Today was different--Day 15--back to PAIN. I threw in the towel and Hubby took me to the ER.
I've read horror stories of Migraineurs who have had to go to the ER. Mine began pretty darn good, if I say so myself. They got me checked in and put me in a dark room within 30 minutes (politeness does pay off). Pretty soon the doctor came in, ordered some bloodwork and a CAT scan, and had the nurse give me a dose of Dilaudid. You know my pain was bad when the Dilaudid didn't completely knock out the pain, but it was the most comfortable I've been in 2 weeks. They had to change one of the meds from Reglan to phenergan--I don't understand why they didn't give me zofran like before, but I figured, ok, no problem.
During the CAT scan the Dilaudid's nice happy warm feeling kicked in and when I returned to my room, they hooked me up to the phenergan. This is where things started to go downhill.
When the phenergan kicked in, it was NICE and WARM and my nausea went away fabulously. But I was so very stoned that when I started itching all over, including the inside of my throat, no warning bells went off. They were too busy having a nice trip.
The doctor came back--and though I tried to tell him what the neurologist had said about steroids and IV treatment, he ordered toradol. Okayyyy. But that initially made my pain worse, that and sitting up to sip some water because my throat felt so darn funny.
My bloodwork came back ok, so did the CAT scan--a big WHEW even though we were sure this was aciphex-induced. When I realized he was ready to discharge me though, I started to cry. The nurse convinced him to give me another dose of Dilaudid and a shot of steroids. They were going to send me home with Tylenol #3 (w/ codeine) even though a)the Dilaudid was working and b)I told them that the neurologist specifically stated I needed something stronger. I mean, I wasn't in the ER because the stuff I had at home was WORKING, right???
I was still so stoned that I practically begged them for a phenergan script, which I got. Which hubby filled. By the time he got home, I was going mad with the itching, and had perked up enough to say DUHHHHHHHHH! You'd think with my numerous allergies (and the ER said that yes, that was an allergic reaction to Stadol) and a son with anaphylactic allergies I would have bought a freakin' clue sooner.
Yes, I am stupid. This is my brain on drugs.
I took Benadryl, my old Allergy pal. And so what was supposed to be a great nap turned into a fitful sleep interrupted by itching. and then I awoke with a KILLER HEADACHE that 2 of the #3's have yet to abolish.
I am, needless to say, distraught. I can't get any steroids from the neuro until Monday at the earliest. I don't see Dr. Awesome until Tuesday. And my DAMN HEAD HURTS. Shoot me, please.
I feel like I've fallen down a deep dark well with no light above me. The ER was my last hope. Now I have to pray that someone will listen and get me something. I've been googling 'Status Migraine' which is a migraine that is longer than 72 hrs. I'm looking at steroids or IV therapy in a hospital. I am SO ok with the idea of being hospitalized for this. My life right now consists of living in my dark bedroom, with a dark sheet draped OVER the curtains, and my head on ice packs. If I'm lucky I can do a little like Twitter, watch a little TV, maybe do a Sudoku to get my mind off the pain while listening to my 'Pain' playlist on my MP3. The rest of my time is spent sleeping.
I so wanted this summer to be different than last summer. I didn't want to spend my kids' vacation sick the whole time. Not this year too.
Migraineurs, I need your help and advice. Friends, I need good thoughts and prayers. I can't do this alone.
I've read horror stories of Migraineurs who have had to go to the ER. Mine began pretty darn good, if I say so myself. They got me checked in and put me in a dark room within 30 minutes (politeness does pay off). Pretty soon the doctor came in, ordered some bloodwork and a CAT scan, and had the nurse give me a dose of Dilaudid. You know my pain was bad when the Dilaudid didn't completely knock out the pain, but it was the most comfortable I've been in 2 weeks. They had to change one of the meds from Reglan to phenergan--I don't understand why they didn't give me zofran like before, but I figured, ok, no problem.
During the CAT scan the Dilaudid's nice happy warm feeling kicked in and when I returned to my room, they hooked me up to the phenergan. This is where things started to go downhill.
When the phenergan kicked in, it was NICE and WARM and my nausea went away fabulously. But I was so very stoned that when I started itching all over, including the inside of my throat, no warning bells went off. They were too busy having a nice trip.
The doctor came back--and though I tried to tell him what the neurologist had said about steroids and IV treatment, he ordered toradol. Okayyyy. But that initially made my pain worse, that and sitting up to sip some water because my throat felt so darn funny.
My bloodwork came back ok, so did the CAT scan--a big WHEW even though we were sure this was aciphex-induced. When I realized he was ready to discharge me though, I started to cry. The nurse convinced him to give me another dose of Dilaudid and a shot of steroids. They were going to send me home with Tylenol #3 (w/ codeine) even though a)the Dilaudid was working and b)I told them that the neurologist specifically stated I needed something stronger. I mean, I wasn't in the ER because the stuff I had at home was WORKING, right???
I was still so stoned that I practically begged them for a phenergan script, which I got. Which hubby filled. By the time he got home, I was going mad with the itching, and had perked up enough to say DUHHHHHHHHH! You'd think with my numerous allergies (and the ER said that yes, that was an allergic reaction to Stadol) and a son with anaphylactic allergies I would have bought a freakin' clue sooner.
Yes, I am stupid. This is my brain on drugs.
I took Benadryl, my old Allergy pal. And so what was supposed to be a great nap turned into a fitful sleep interrupted by itching. and then I awoke with a KILLER HEADACHE that 2 of the #3's have yet to abolish.
I am, needless to say, distraught. I can't get any steroids from the neuro until Monday at the earliest. I don't see Dr. Awesome until Tuesday. And my DAMN HEAD HURTS. Shoot me, please.
I feel like I've fallen down a deep dark well with no light above me. The ER was my last hope. Now I have to pray that someone will listen and get me something. I've been googling 'Status Migraine' which is a migraine that is longer than 72 hrs. I'm looking at steroids or IV therapy in a hospital. I am SO ok with the idea of being hospitalized for this. My life right now consists of living in my dark bedroom, with a dark sheet draped OVER the curtains, and my head on ice packs. If I'm lucky I can do a little like Twitter, watch a little TV, maybe do a Sudoku to get my mind off the pain while listening to my 'Pain' playlist on my MP3. The rest of my time is spent sleeping.
I so wanted this summer to be different than last summer. I didn't want to spend my kids' vacation sick the whole time. Not this year too.
Migraineurs, I need your help and advice. Friends, I need good thoughts and prayers. I can't do this alone.