Painful Children’s Laughter

I know my children can be very loud at times, but I never thought of their laughter being painful. What an odd and sad thing. Monday night we had spent sometime at a friends house. I had had a very full day. Exercise, chores, the beach. I should of seen it coming. I kept trucking on though, thinking, ‘Oh, I’ll be fine. This hasn’t been too stressful.’ I was wrong, though.
I could feel it coming on in the back of my head. The kind that makes me feel like I need to crack & stretch my neck. Usually I have more time with that kind. After we ate, I asked for an imitrex from my friend. She suffers from migraines, too and totally understands. To bad, it was too late. Just as we got in the car, at about 9:30 pm, the pain hit me hard. The three kids are jammed in the backseat. They are being good, they knew I didn’t feel good. Then, my oldest one starts making the baby laugh. It is so cute, but hurting my head. Then, the other two start laughing. Like I said, it is so cute, but painful. I found it rather ironic and sad. They settled down a bit for me.
When my husband pulled into the garage and put the car into park, I got out and headed straight for bed. I didn’t even bother to get my purse out of the car. I tried laying down, but then felt the nausia set in. I went to the bathroom and just sat on the floor by the toilet. I felt so weak and nausious. While I was sitting there, I started to hear the tornado siren! What, there was no server weather on the way home. I heard my husband come upstairs to grab the kids. Not before the oldest had run into my daughters room and scared her awake by yelling in her face there was a tornado! She still gets nervous, three days later, when she hears any siren.
I decided to drag my nausieated self to the bathroom downstairs. Growing up in the midwest, I learned not to mess around when tornado sirens go off. As I was sitting in the bathroom downstairs, I can hear the TV through the door. The funnel cloud hadn’t touched down and was at least 4 miles away. That was a relief. Although, I didnt’ get to relax before I threw up. I spent a little more time on the floor of the bathroom upstairs. I was still very weak, but not as nausious. The pain was almost gone, too.
When I get a full blown migraine, that is what I like to call them when I throw up, it hits me fast and hard. I may be able to pick up on the warnings signs during the day or I may not. Sometimes I can’t tell if it is going to turn into a migraine or not. I hate intoxicating myelf with strong meds, so I’m sometimes too late with taking an imitrex. It also takes sometime for it to start working, about an hour.
I do plan on going to the doctor in August. I’ll talk to her and see what she says.

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