Hey folks,
Thanks for doing what you do here on this site and in this forum.
I've been married for 2 years, to a wonderful and difficult husband who I only had a long distance romance with beforehand. I knew about his cluster headaches, which started in approx 2010, but his cycles were short, the timing of the attacks was predictable, and the attack tended to last 20 min. He was diagnosed at a fancy headache clinic in NE US, but apparently the only treatments he tried were narcotic pain meds which didn't work and had bad side effects. So he stopped those and decided to basically tough it out.
He had his cycles in October following the daylight savings time change. In 2012 he had a typical cycle - the first I witnessed. I was concerned. I encouraged him to seek treatment but he was still figuring out the medical system here in Canada. After the cycle was over we were both relieved and got on with our lives. In fall of 2013, he seemed to have an attenuated cycle. We didn't know about shadow headaches, but he seemed to have a longer cycle but with mostly shadows, not the full blown ones. We were optimistic that somehow his new life here in Canada was affecting his clusters in a positive way.
Then, a month ago, he started a new cycle. He's never had one in the summer before. We wonder if it was triggered by allergies? He doesn't normally have allergy attacks at this time of year but this year he does. It's also been a *really bad* attack.
I'll be honest, at first I didn't understand how the clusters were - I didn't fully realize that he was in a cycle. It would often happen at night. He'd retreat to the shower and tough it out. But it would affect him during the day with getting really grumpy due to sleep deprivation and stress. We were on a getaway and his moods ruined it but I still didn't get what was going on. Then one night it lasted for 90 minutes. He was crawling around, crying, and eventually vomiting from the pain.

Horrifying. This is a man who went through KBG training in the former USSR - no sissy.
So it was at 3 AM in the morning that I decided that I HAD to intervene to get this stubborn man some treatment. I found out about oxygen therapy. The next morning I dragged him out of bed and to the doctor's (begged for an emergency appointment). I had to bully my husband to go, and bully him to let me sit in on the appointment. I had to give the doctor a crash course in cluster headaches and we left with an oxygen prescription. After driving all over we finally got the equipment. My exhusband, a firefighter, found out what was going on and gave us a nonrebreather mask. Fortunately because the oxygen company sold my husband the wrong mask.
That night, my husband finally got some relief from the attack using oxygen. Thank goodness.