I’ve got a little girl that’s a bit over one year old, so I’m treated to a lot of things that never end, whether they be the endless repeating “beeps and bloops” from the various electronic toys that her devious aunts and uncles (seeking revenge, I’m sure) have bought her over the past years, or even the repetitive clacking and banging of spoon on plate, there’s a lot of repeating that goes on in the household. There’s even a kid’s song that goes something like, “This is the song that never ends. It goes on and on my friend.” Repeat ad nauseum.
As of late, I could easily change the words to that song to be “This is the ache that never ends. It just goes on and on and on and on and on my friend.” Yeah, it’s another cycle of the repeating headache. I thought I had it licked with the Topamax, but started thinking last month that maybe my friend Topa wasn’t doing the trick for me anymore. I’m starting to get convinced.
I’m lucky—I really am. The best news about these headaches is that they’re relatively low grade. Most of the time, I can avoid my medicine and power through them. I know some of you out there are asking, “Why in the name of Zeus would you want to do that?” While others of you are nodding sagely and saying to yourself, “He’s doing his best to avoid MOH.”
Why am I avoiding Moe? Do I have something against the comic genius behind the Three Stooges? No, it’s not MOE, its MOH. MOH, as I’ve talked about maybe once or twice before, is “medication overuse headache.” MOH is what happens when you get too dependent on your abortives. You actually start getting headaches from your headache drugs. Yeah—another one of migraine’s funny little jokes. What’s even funnier is the headache that might be waiting for you when you break the MOH cycle.
Anyway, I was talking about being lucky because these are low grade headaches. I really do consider myself to be among the lucky migraineurs. A lot of migraineurs with my frequency get bad headaches—real pounders. I’m lucky not to be in that category, and my heart goes out to each and every person that is.
As of late, I could easily change the words to that song to be “This is the ache that never ends. It just goes on and on and on and on and on my friend.” Yeah, it’s another cycle of the repeating headache. I thought I had it licked with the Topamax, but started thinking last month that maybe my friend Topa wasn’t doing the trick for me anymore. I’m starting to get convinced.
I’m lucky—I really am. The best news about these headaches is that they’re relatively low grade. Most of the time, I can avoid my medicine and power through them. I know some of you out there are asking, “Why in the name of Zeus would you want to do that?” While others of you are nodding sagely and saying to yourself, “He’s doing his best to avoid MOH.”
Why am I avoiding Moe? Do I have something against the comic genius behind the Three Stooges? No, it’s not MOE, its MOH. MOH, as I’ve talked about maybe once or twice before, is “medication overuse headache.” MOH is what happens when you get too dependent on your abortives. You actually start getting headaches from your headache drugs. Yeah—another one of migraine’s funny little jokes. What’s even funnier is the headache that might be waiting for you when you break the MOH cycle.
Anyway, I was talking about being lucky because these are low grade headaches. I really do consider myself to be among the lucky migraineurs. A lot of migraineurs with my frequency get bad headaches—real pounders. I’m lucky not to be in that category, and my heart goes out to each and every person that is.
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