I can’t take it anymore. Chronic migraines have completely hijacked my life. I can’t sleep, can’t think, can’t write, go to chorale practice, see friends (or comment on their blogs!), go to church, or basically do anything that makes life worth living. SOME DAYS I CAN’T EVEN READ. AT ALL. I didn’t even get to go caucus Tuesday night and I was SO excited about being part of Super Tuesday. So I talked to my neurologist today about going back on my migraine medication, Topamax, at least until I get pregnant. He says that as long as I keep taking my 4 mg. of folic acid(that’s milligrams, not micrograms, ladies, because both Topamax and Neurontin, my seizure medication, increase the risk of neural tube defects), our as-yet-hypothetical baby should be okay.
Actually, if I don’t get back on my Topamax, baby-to-be, you will probably never come into existence, because migraines aren’t exactly conducive to babymaking. (Someday, when you’re a little older, you’ll understand what I mean. Your father will be the one to explain these things to you.)