11 November 2010

Like a House of Cards...

...it all falls down.

I'm really, really frustrated.

Migraines are nothing new to me. I've had them my whole life. In high school I was hospitalized with a bad 5-day migraine and, more generally, I missed class up to three times a week.

College hasn't seen much improvement - I have to let my teachers know at the beginning of each semester that it's a problem and I might miss class more than normal.

Well nothing could have prepared them - or me - for this.

20 days. This is the TWENTIETH DAY of this horrible migraine. This morning was the first that I woke up without pain to speak of, but within twenty minutes, I had to take Percocet.

It started with a trip to the ER and hasn't gone away. I've been on a plethora of drugs these past three weeks, including tordal, depacote, percocet, maxalt, and prednisone (among others).

Percocet is the only thing that gives me relief. Problem is, I'm loopy as hell. My pain is gone, but I can't go to class because I'm so dizzy, and any homework that I read goes unabsorbed. And it all comes back after the percocet wears off.

I've had to drop two classes over this. It has set me back to a ridiculous extent. I was slated to graduate early, and I've been banking on that in making plans for the future. If this persists, particularly where Latin is concerned, it could extend my graduation date another FULL year. I can't afford it fiscally, mentally, or in any other capacity.
I don't know what to do. My doctors are not helpful in the slightest. The healthcare system is all bureaucracy and not at all about actually helping people. I need a neurologist, but OOOH no, you have to go to the Headache Clinic first. To do that, you need to fill out a 20 page history about every doctor you've ever seen and every medication you've ever been on, and then wait a month before you can even get an appointment. THEN they only see you once a month and monitor your progress.

I turned 21 on Tuesday, and I was home by 8 o'clock. I can't read. I can't think. I am useless. I need help. NOW. Not a month from now. Right. Fucking. Now.