It's becoming an annual cycle. My migraines recede for the summer and autumn. Then, in early November, they surge again. Last year, I had 15 migraines in November. I'm presently in the midst of migraines but hoping that I can stem the tide.
This time, it's been accompanied by a surge in Shyla's nighttime restlessness that seems to be part of her seizure pattern.
I know that some of you suffer from migraines too. Perhaps you feel like I do. I've come to despise auras - those light shows of sparkling zig-zags that dance across my visual field just before and sometimes during a migraine. I know that my brain is creating the sparkles which makes me not trust my brain very much. It deceives me. And, it is the cause of the terrible pain that follows.
So, Shyla and I are a bit under the weather together. She does a better job of bouncing back than I do. She galloped happily early this morning. In contrast, I struggled to turn the pedals on my bike even on the easiest hills.
It's Friday. I hope that I can kick this new cycle of migraines by taking it a little easier. Enjoy your weekend!