A Pain In The... Head

(27w6d)

... But also a pain in my always-ample-now-jumbo-jet-sized tush.

Technically and geographically the pain is actually above my shoulders.

Yes, I had a migraine starting yesterday morning.

No, not just a run-of-the-mill migraine.

No, as S.addam H.ussein would have said-- the Mother of All Migraines.

As my normal pre-pregnancy migraine medication (which, btw works so well that I would kiss the feet of the researcher that developed it... No really, I would... barefoot...) is off limits for now I am left with older meds that have luckily worked wonders during my pregnancy... until now.

Not exactly great timing as those in the know will understand that a persistent headache resistant to treatment is an indication for delivery in preeclamptics.

Even at 27w6d.

As a bonus... such a severe headache is bound to make one's blood pressure... well... less than desirable.

Fabulous.

I eventually took four doses of the older medication with very little effect.

Not reassuring.

And even I started becoming concerned since this was so unusual.

After being called a "ticking time bomb" (tick, tock, tick, tock) by Dr. Peri's partner  ("Don't even consider thinking about being able to leave this hospital until you deliver these babies" he warned me), he threw the proverbial pregnancy-friendly pharmacy book at me in an attempt to prove this was actually a migraine-run-amok and not my neurologic system preparing for mass destruction.

Eventually it worked.

Hallelujah!

And I got a full three hours sleep (something I fully intend to rectify this afternoon by turning off my phone and turning my TV to the golf channel.

As of this morning, I am the proud owner of a respectable (ummm... at least for Pregnancy-Induced Hypertension standards) blood pressure, decent labs and an after-severe-migraine fog.

Besides feeling like I have been run over by a M.ack truck (fighting a migraine for 12 hours will do that to a person), I am feeling good today.

And I couldn't be happier.

Talk about a rollercoaster!

So far August (at least the first 12 hours of it) is treating me very, very well.

Oh, I almost forgot.  A family friend sent over their caterer to bring me dinner a few nights ago.  Complete with a cloth napkin, placemat and table cloth.  Pink and yellow lentil soup (Yum!), salad, salmon with risotto and roasted beets were served.  A great surprise, tres generous and tres tasty!

P.S. In case you aren't aware (not that you would like to be... ) one of the benefits of an ever-growing front section is that even the most generous back side begins to look... well, relatively flat.  Believe me.