Tears welled up in my eyes as I stood with my bowl full of dehydrated frozen chicken with noodles and veggies waiting for their turn to be cooked at the Mongolian BBQ place for lunch today. I looked around, and with great fear, said out loud to my husband, “I think I’m getting a migraine. I am getting a migraine.”
I almost went to the car so I could really cry. But the food looked so good, and let’s face it, I love food, so I rallied.
Getting a migraine today felt like failure. I know that’s super lame. Going 240 days without a migraine when they used to come up to 3 times a week, that’s no failure, that’s a slam dunk. But I really liked my life without them.
What were the possible reasons:
- Stress? Check.
- Exhaustion? Check.
- Change in my Butterbur supplement.
- Didn’t drink my anti-migraine smoothie this morning before heading out.
It could be any of those. Unfortunately, only some of those are under my control, and I will do my best to control them again starting with day 1 of a new streak tomorrow as the headache arrives with it’s full vengeance.
Suck it migraines. I hate you.