help.

I have been down with a migraine since yesterday at lunchtime. The suffering is inevitable, but as the saying goes, misery is optional! And as much as I'd like to say I just choose the higher road, I know very well that living with chronic, very frequent migraines is only as civilized an experience as it is for me because of the kind ones who help...
What would I do without Margaret? ...my dear hero of a friend who comes to look after my little dayhome people when I can't... She is an angel to them. And to me.
How could I have made it through this long and painful afternoon without my sweet daughter Mary bringing me freshly frozen ice packs to put on my aching head? The relief she delivered with each one was immediate, and lasted as long as the pack stayed cold. She was home sick with a flu herself, but had woken by then and kindly came to my aid in spite of how she herself was feeling!
And of course my good husband comes home from a 10-hour day at his very busy job, and brings me up a plate of dinner, which reminds me of the plate of breakfast he brought to me this morning before he left. He is going out now to walk the dog and buy cough drops for our sick daughters.
Thank Heaven for the kind help that allows me to endure migraines when they come as comfortably as possible!

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  1. HeatherJanuary 6, 2015 at 9:45 PM

    Hey there - I also suffer from frequent migraines. You mentioned a while ago that you had bought a TENS headband to help with your migraines. Now that you've had it for a while, what do you think? Does it help consistently? How much does reduce your pain

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