I woke up early yesterday a little before 7:30AM, brushed my teeth and took a long shower and felt noticeably dizzy as I tried to get the shower running on cold water, and then I cleaned the tub after myself but felt dizzier during the cleaning. I went to stand in front of the mirror and sinks, but I don't remember what I was doing there, now and then. Then I felt better, but then the dizziness made me stand still because I felt like I needed to sit down, but then suddenly my head started feeling an increasingly throbbing headache pushing against my frontal skull plate above my corpus callosum, which is already lesioned. Then a little afterwards, I got distracted by how I couldn't see properly anymore, because the only things I could slightly see looked like pixelated fragments. I couldn't tell where anything was nor any proper positioning of any inanimate object and sense of depth. I was insanely frightened because I was worried that I wouldn't see normally anymore, forevermore. The disturbance in visual acuity was devastating, but it did stop abruptly in maybe just a minute or more. I really don't know the time length because it felt like it took such a long time for everything to be okay.
Then after a couple more seconds, the eye of the first storm passed. The few moments afterwards became a cherished moment, since I shockingly felt the same three occurrences happen consecutively in the same steps and progression. Relief flooded as soon as the feeling and experience with visual loss died down, but I was even more scared as it happened AGAIN to make the third unlucky charm. Would I live my life like that everyday and every night? Should I expect a fourth? Should I run and get to bed? I told myself that I shouldn't keep thinking about it, so I went back to forcibly sleep. And I seemingly just hid that experience in hopes that I wouldn't need to recall it again. But I was mistaken.
I had an amazing rest of the day, but after another shower I sat down and then finally started vehemently crying because I could feel the emotional distress I felt many hours before. I thought about how I didn't tell anyone, and I finally told my one and only, and told him that I wish I could have rushed to him to say I was scared and hold him tightly. Don't know why I didn't just call his name, but it's probably because I was focused on what was happening and couldn't think of anything else but the ensuing pain. I did feel back to my senses after finally getting a grip and telling my special someone. I slowly moved back into a soothingly happier state of being.
Hours later, I looked up migraine and I believe now that I had both my first and second, followed with a more frightening climax in a third and last. Earlier I just felt as if it was another new MS symptom. I emailed my neurologist and I'll be going to sleep with the thought of more research on the occurrence being a necessity for later in the day, when I wake up and as I wait for my car to get a full 4 tires alignment. I'm also wishing my babe luck on his midterm as I go to sleep, while I let my eyes rest easily on him as I fall asleep and pray.
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