For those of you who know us, Chuckie woke up with a bad migraine this morning. It started in his eye and then moved to his head. I gave him an Advil and thirty minutes later, it was worse. I gave him a 2nd Advil.

By this time, his right arm was numb and weak and his mouth and chin were asleep. He was disorientated and his speech was slurred.

I packed him up in the car with an ice pack, shades over his eyes and a blanket over his head with a barf bag just in case. I took him to my Dad so, I could go to a client.

I feel terrible that I had to go to work. Normally, we don't like to leave him with anyone when he is this bad. But, his dad and I both had work obligations that we just had to deal with.

I've checked with my Dad. He slept for about 45 minutes and is doing a little better. I'm just so frustrated. I'm thankful that we have his hemiplegic migraines more under control. I was getting too optimistic that he was getting better. They were getting farther apart and not as severe. He had another bad one last Monday with vision aura and right sided weakness.

I guess I just thought it would be awhile before he got another bad one. I know this is not as bad as the severe ones hes had in the past. But, I'm just so upset for him. Why can't my migraines be worse and spare him? Why did I have to pass this terrible disease to him? Why do I have to pay the bills and work instead of being there to comfort him? Why can't I stop his pain? Why can't I make his teachers understand that he is too sick to go to school? Why do people assume that he is some kind of sissy or wimp because he has migraines?

I could go on and on. Sorry, for my rant. I just really needed to vent today. Thanks for listening.

Yvonne-MigraineMom