Day 5

The nice thing about a hospital is when you feel shitty, you can complain about it and usually something gets done. Like, "hey nurse, I'm feeling really awful," and usually they can offer some medicine that will make you feel better. In the case of the migraine unit there's usually a few choices we have and they say, which do you want?"

Seems priviledged/nice, eh? except... that often times, what you really want is something to hit it really hard and knock it out so you don't feel the pain/nausea/weakness, etc. but with all patients, and especially with migraine patients, you can't get those kinds of medicines very often. (Once every 6 hours, say. That may seem short. but when all you can do is curl in to a ball on your bed with the lights out and try to relax or sleep (though not possible sometimes. ie: me at 6 AM this morning) So you are often stuck choosing the sub-par version until the nurse agrees that enough time has passed that you can take the one you want. "Let's see, do you want the liquid tylenol solution or do you want the anti-nausea drug (read: injection in the butt)?
but in a way, you get more autonomy, yes. please give me that drug now (well, on the drug you have prescribed for you. preventitive. you get no autonomy, but when it comes to choosing your so called 'rescue medicines' one gets more of a choice. well. in good time. I guess.

I'm not quite sure where I'm going with this. or rather, where I was going with this, but, er, perhaps it illuminated... something. I, for one, (for two? heh. english has such silly phrases) would like some norflax... the other mediine ive been given keeps making me noxious. Alas, I must wait another 2 and a half hours...

My day today... consisted of a lot of sleeping. I wasn't feeling too great (see above, medicine making me noxious bit) and then I finally got the med I wanted and just conked out. In other 'news', my nurse this morning... isn't used to working on the headache floor (it's very different than the rest of the hospital. well, I should say, it's very different than most floor on hospitals anywhere, what with group session room, kitchen where we always can go to get snacks/drinks (some meds make you hungry!), Biofeedback, etc, I'm getting into way too much detail. ) But the most important difference, I would say is in how quiet the floor is. This is, after all, a floor where slight changes in noise, light... and well, anything (like lotion!) can really affect a patient.
At any rate (I really am blathering on today... I think it's partly, because my brain is capable of making thoughts but, er, not finishing them. or something.) The nurse was just very quick to react (can we say Suuuppperrrr toouchy gay guy? )... in kind of an angry/condescending way... not really the best reaction to someone in pain/who's not functioning well. But, as I said, at any rate, bygones will be bygones and toads will be toads.

I think I'm going to end this post soon. I did have those facet blocks done yesterday, and I think it really helped. In the process, however, I was turned into total 'hospital invalid' doll. ie, hospital gown and IV in hand. now my neck just has a residual soreness. (the rest of the time, we're encouraged to stay in street clothes)

but enough of this post. time for me to read a book! (Hah. note to self and others. don't bring heavy non-fiction books to a hospital to read, especially when you know your cognitive abilities are going to be hampered. stick to something like Sweet Valley High. that would be amusing. Though I must say the advent of movies streaming on the internet at fast speeds has been a nice addition to this stay.)