Took the O2 ride 4-5 years ago. Was something along the lines of 10 litres for ten minutes. Can't remember specifics, but remember it did not work. I made a big mistake by never keeping some sort of log or record of my treatments. Medical records are vauge and not really helpfull. I am afraid I can't offer much to ANYONE as far as tech. data for treatment goes. Only one relief out of all the meds I have taken= Imitrex 4-6 mg Statdose. If you can call it relief, that's a whole 'nother topic.
Talk about my experiences (side effects, changes in patterns,ect..) is all I really have to offer other than how this disease has affected my life personally, and I am DYING to speak with someone who shares this with me. There are a few statements I have read throughout the past few days that have triggered a relief so overwhelming, that I started to cry uncontrolably. I Have never met anyone with the same thing I got, and when I read these statements, I KNOW, it is the excact same thing. It struck a chord I never knew I had.
Sorry for rambling and the spelling.
Here was the one that hit me like a friggin train wreck-
My right eye felt like I took a couple punches, and my right nostril was starting to leak. I got out of bed, and went downstairs, all the while, this pressure in the right side of my brain kept building and building. My right eyelid was beginning to swell shut. I was squinting and it was tearing. I kept looking at the tears coming out of my eyes, convinced there was blood pouring out. I dropped to the floor and pressed my hands so hard against my temples that I thought I was gonna crush my skull, it wasn't helping. I got up and well, I went insane. It's the only thing I think I can describe it.... stark raving lunatic insane!
I was pacing from room to room, crying, flinging myself to the floor, getting back up again... holding my head, squeezing my temples, I looked up to the MAN above and literally begged him, that I would do anything, ANYTHING, just make this madness stop. He wasn't in that morning, and I suffered. I wanted to die, just simply that, I wanted death to take me as I just could not deal with this excruciating, horrible, horrible pain. I was chewing Tylenol like tic tacs.. screw swallowing, I was chewing them into a paste... 10 minutes passed, then 20, then 30... I swear my brain was cooked. I mean, the entire right side was numb from my forehead to behind my right ear. I was rocking myself in this chair wimpering like a lost little boy, and then, as suddenly as it started... it was gone.
I was SO freakin exhausted, I couldn't find the strength to climb back up the stairs so I slept in the chair for 2 whole hours when the madness started all over again. I could not belive this shitty ordeal was starting once again! Who the hell did I piss off to bring this upon myself? I would not wish this on MY WORST ENEMY! By 6am, I was wasted. I mean, I had nothing left in the tank, I just didn't give a rats ass anymore. I just couldn't believe it was finally over, or was it?
I was fine the entire day, a little worse for wear I will admit, but no headache... until about 2am the next morning, and the morning after that when it all started over again. Here I sit at 1am in the morning on the fourth night. I am terrified to go to sleep. It's like a freakin' Freddy Kruger movie where everyone is fighting to stay awake, cuz they know what's comin' a knockin' once you fall asleep. Whomever said "You have nothing to fear, but fear itself" never had these kind of headaches. I don't fear much, but I tell you... I sure the hell fear what's gonna happen in the next few hours."
- Jeff
Jeff- We are practically related. I'll get that quote thing figured out so sorry. I have alot of penned up S@#t that I have had NOBODY to relate with about, then I find Jeff. And others too- How crazy a few paragraphs can offer so much relief that I was weeping like a child! The gods are crazy man...
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