I just happened upon something that helps me deal with the headaches. Apparently, when they hit, if I can concentrate on saying, "I am stronger than the pain," over and over again out loud, it distracts me enough I don't have to grab my head. Which means I'm not squinching up my face, which hopefully will help with reducing the wrinkles. Because it's bad enough to be in pain, but wrinkles? That's insult to injury, right there.
I've still been going to the chiropractor. He's cleared all my allergies, and I've still got a few muscles that need reactivated. Don't ask how many, because I keep forgetting to ask him.
Anyway, I just keep thinking of the quote: Sometimes our strengths are composed of the weaknesses we're damned if we're going to show. Sometimes I think the worst thing about these stupid IPH is me looking like a freak every time I have to grab my head. Then I remember that really the pain is the worst thing.
At work we've had a few people from another department come over and sit with us for a couple of hours to watch what we do. I've had 5 or 6 sit with me over the last couple of weeks. Last Saturday, my coworker ran into someone from that department out and about, and she asked about me. She wasn't one of the ones that had even visited us! Apparently, I'm now famous. My coworker knew I'd appreciate that one.
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