How many times have you felt on cloud nine and then came that trigger whiffing in the air and boom, the next 24-48 hour is a hell hole. My life had become so miserable in last 6 months that nothing seemed to be right. Nothing brought happiness, neither the beautiful first house nor those Canadian Rocky trip. Finally one thing led to other and I took rescue in a naturalist doctor. She is quite amazing and may be after a long time I found someone who understands that this is not a whim of my imagination and neither am I alien creature to suffer from migraine (trust me the country where I come from, allergy is like a fit of imagination)
This weekend a very dear friend of mine gave birth to a healthy baby boy and my first instinct was to go and see the baby. K and I picked his sister and brother-in-law, who have recently moved to this part of the world. The sis is a doctor and is well aware of my situation. She has seen and we have talked in length about my triggers and causes. But like previous occasions our BIL decided that a smaller portion of perfume is okay for me. The moment he stepped in the car, my brain started boozing and I was like "Jeezzz stop worrying everything will be all right, its just a 5 minute car ride and you will be okay" I have tried so many times to trick my brain, tell him (I like to think my brain as some alfa male!) its nothing, you are not sensitive to it, you will be great. But I think lately "he" has come to "senses" about my tricks. And then the haze build up, the throbbing, the pulsating....
After 48 hours, my question is why are you insensitive about others? Why do I have to go through so many pain cycles before you believe its real? Why do I still have such family/friends in my life?
This weekend a very dear friend of mine gave birth to a healthy baby boy and my first instinct was to go and see the baby. K and I picked his sister and brother-in-law, who have recently moved to this part of the world. The sis is a doctor and is well aware of my situation. She has seen and we have talked in length about my triggers and causes. But like previous occasions our BIL decided that a smaller portion of perfume is okay for me. The moment he stepped in the car, my brain started boozing and I was like "Jeezzz stop worrying everything will be all right, its just a 5 minute car ride and you will be okay" I have tried so many times to trick my brain, tell him (I like to think my brain as some alfa male!) its nothing, you are not sensitive to it, you will be great. But I think lately "he" has come to "senses" about my tricks. And then the haze build up, the throbbing, the pulsating....
After 48 hours, my question is why are you insensitive about others? Why do I have to go through so many pain cycles before you believe its real? Why do I still have such family/friends in my life?
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