My little history:
Age 6 (yes, that young): Diagnosis: Psychosomatic night terrors. Treatment: A new puppy, a Mickey Mouse nightlight, a bedtime assurance and check that no monsters lived under the bed waiting to beat me in the head, and firmer discipline about making me stay in the bed. Result: Treatment deemed a resounding success when headaches stopped in 6-8 weeks. (Side effects/benefits: puppy was very cute, licked my face when attacks abated).
Age 10: Diagnosis: Allergy to new tree planted in yard. Treatment: Tear down tree, put patient on allergy shot regimen. Result: Treatment deemed a resounding success when headaches stopped in 6-8 weeks. (Side effect/benefits: found out I had a slight allergy to ragweed -- LIKE WHO DOESN’T?)
Age 13: Diagnosis: Pinched nerve due to scoliosis “C” curvature in lower spine. Treatment: Instead of brace for just lower back, full-on brace including neck support to be worn through puberty. Result: Treatment deemed a resounding success when headaches stopped in 6-8 weeks. (Side effects/benefit: A total brace-wearing geek through high school).
Age 18: Diagnosis: Allergy to MSG due to mother’s newfound love of Chinese cooking. Treatment: No more Chinese food. Result: Treatment deemed a resounding success when headaches stopped in 6-8 weeks. (Side effect/benefits: gained 5 pounds when mother switched to Italian food).
Age 23: Diagnosis: Too much exercise. Treatment: No exercise for 4 weeks. Result: Treatment deemed a resounding success when headaches stopped in 6-8 weeks. (Side effects/benefits: put back on the 5 pounds I had lost).
Age 27: Diagnosis: Not enough exercise, too much time in front of a computer terminal. Treatment: More exercise, make workspace more ergonomic. Result: Treatment deemed a resounding success when headaches stopped in 6-8 weeks. (Side effect/benefits: fed up with Western quacks, began to seek alternative remedies, see below).
Next 7 years: sought treatment/advice/diagnosis from range of alternative practitioners including acupuncture, acupressure, massage, reiki, rolfing (boy was that NOT fun); primal scream therapy; got audited by a scientologist who told me to throw out all medications and “will” them away through positive thinking; herbal teas made from God knows what; drugs legal only in California and a host of others not legal anywhere; Deepak told me to stop thinking of myself as having headaches; astrologer said it was the dual combination of being born under an Aries and Dragon sign, both ruled by the head; a Wiccan had me bury an amulet with a lock of my hair in it during a new moon. But my all time favorite? I was Marie Antoinette in a prior life, and still feeling the pain of the guillotine in this one. I went to France to make peace with the peasants. Upon return from France, rewarded with a mother of a 6 week spell.
Age 34: FINALLY DIAGNOSED with CH after brain scans, MRIs, sleep deprivation studies, blood panels, kinesiology and psychological testing. Treatment: Oh, I wanted a proven treatment? Ummm, well, that’s where it got tricky. Tried cafergot, sucking oxygen like a TB ward patient, verapamil, lithium, maxalt, imitrex, neurotin, ergotamine, prednisone, and tons of others. My insurance company denied treatment for all but Motrin without full-on waged wars (until the treatment went generic of course), but I gave it all a try (and prayed the neurologist had a few free samples). Theory: if it works, great. But can’t expect it to work the next time. So I check the CH.com website on a regular basis during spells b/c I know there’s sympathetic voices, and people like me, giving anything a try, and I want to know what they’re ingesting these days. In fact, just read a new post and am thinking of seeing if my insurance company will pay for a penile attachment implant because someone feels having a hard on for several hours a day will do the cure (God love you if that works – I’m jealous). Will be mainlining D3 and anti-inflammatories through a beer bong (certainly can’t be drinking beer out of that thing these spell-ridden days). Today I was given Lyrica (it helped the last time) and Frova (which sounds like a character from a Tolkien book, but hey, I’ll try it) and an oxygen prescription (which no doubt will cost me the equivalent of a new car). Personally, I’m thinking the diagnosis from when I was 6 was spot on – only the monster under my bed is real. It’s Freddy Kruger who waits for me to fall asleep so he can rise and jab those 10 blade-ridden fingers right through my skull. Maybe I just need a new puppy. Meanwhile, have cancelled all plans for the next 6 weeks and told the neighbors not to be concerned if they hear loud screaming coming from my house at 3:00 a.m. It’s just me, bartering my soul to the devil. Only he never takes the deal. He knows my head would come with the deal and he’s smart enough to take a pass.
All to say: thank you all for being here. It really is a help knowing I’m not alone. There’s other people trying stuff, posting recommendations, new findings, and just general sympathies. I think we all know the reaction we get when we tell co-workers, friends, family about it (I’ve stopped saying cluster headaches and refer to them as brain seizures) because usually the response you get is laughable – “oh, I get headaches sometimes too. Try taking some Excedrin Migraine. That always helps me.” Thanks you guys!