The Topamax isn’t helping yet, so my doctor has increased my dosage. The pain in my neck, shoulders, and upper back, combined with my daily migraines, is so bad that I’m on vicodin (sp?) every day now. All I do is sit in the house with the shades drawn (the light hurts my eyes), desperately wanting relief from the endless waves of pain, aching for a baby to hold, longing for my mom.
I wish spring would come, in the worst way.
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Author: Barbara Marincel
My spiritual journey is all about finding the grace in the everyday—and the not so everyday—while living a full and creative life that includes chronic illness, PTSD, and depression. I'm a writer, blogger and photographer, live in lovely Minneapolis, Minnesota and am happily married to George and doggie-mama to Piper. I’m a Benedictine Oblate candidate of St. John’s Abbey in Collegeville, MN. My creative inspirations include nature, good books, Lake Superior, my flower garden, and my faith. More than anything, I cherish spending time with friends and, especially, family.
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I’m sorry…I wish there was something I could do.
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Actually, Vicki, you just DID do something–you’ve no idea how much just knowing someone out there cares about me helps!! Thank you!
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I saw your comment regarding Camelot…shoot me an e-mail (I think it’s in my profile). I’d be happy to loan you my copy.!
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hope you are feeling a little better. I keep checking your blog to see. HUGS!!!
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Thanks Roxy–I really needed some hugs!!!!!
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