Headaches suck. And Migraine Headaches (yes, Migraine with a capital "M") suck most of all.
I've been cursed with Migraines all of my life. They run in my family. I can usually tell when one is coming on a couple days in advance, dizziness, intermittent blurred vision and light sensitivity, bouts of nausea, and other less-identifiable signs, such as vague depression. Migraines affect the dopamine balance of my brain chemistry which can make me even more irritable than usual (this may be difficult for people to detect, as I am a pretty irritable guy even when I'm not getting a headache). When it finally hits, the pain is localized behind my left eye and feels exactly as if there is a large and malignant reptile trying to push it's way out through my eyes, I picture the creature as gray and scaly, with large armored plates on its back and evil red eyes. The pain is not so much sharp and piercing as it is pervasive and relentless. There are days, such as this one, where I swear I can actually hear the bones of my skull creaking at the seams from the pressure inside. It's a little distracting.
Over the years I have heard every cockamamie crackpot theory regarding Migraines, and the care and feeding thereof. Mostly from doctors. I have had every kind of shot, pill, inhaler, steroid, and snakeoil in an attempt to slay the beast. I've had enough x-rays and MRI's of the inside of my head that I should glow in the dark. I've changed diet, and avoided the things that are supposed to be triggers. Sometimes chocolate gives me a headache, and sometimes it doesn't, sometimes it cures it. Tomato sauce almost always makes me sick, but not every time. Nothing works consistently, not even morphine. Over-the-counter Excedrin is about the only thing that helps reasonably reliably, I think it's the caffeine. Which is my drug of choice this morning - 3 Excedrine Migraine chased down with a Venti Caramel Machiato from Starbucks. Can't hurt.