I am a 27 yr old female who was recently diagnosed with migraines.  :(

I never have had any major medical problems that I consider serious...  In January of this yr. I started having headaches with dizziness that led to major throwing up and bathroom time.  I would be disorientated and they took about 2 days to recover from.  I work in the healthcare field and  I became "worthless" at my job.  When these headaches would start...couldn't even draw up medications for patients without contaminating syringes.   I would have to have my co workers do my job and suffer through the rest of my shift until I could call in the next day with the "stomach flu".  The "stomach flu"  became my self  diagnosis for myself from January until Febuary.  I did not think much about my missing work until Febuary 27 when I had the same symptoms above and had to call in to work on the 28th.  Then the cycle started again on the 29th and into my 27th birthday on March 1st.  And then began again March 3rd.  The pain of the headache and the nausea drove me to the doctors office and then to the ER.   No medications, IVs, shots, meds would work.  My headache lasted 1 and 1/2 weeks!!!  I was put on medical leave from work unable to do my duties and had to take a week just to recover!!!  Going back to work was miserable.  So tired,  so tired, so tired...it was like I missed a whole month of my life and my sons life too.  I feel lucky in some ways because I was able to get a referral to my hospitals headache clinic within 2 1/2 weeks and am now getting treated...  Unfortanately, my neurologist felt I needed to try a preventative medication (vivactil) esp after my MRI showed  white matter spots.  I now carry what I call my "pharmacy" with all my drugs with me "just in case".  It was hard for me to go from healthy and active to being so miserable.  And of course, the migraines still come,  the last one was over Easter holiday.  (Only 3 days-I was happy with the length of that...Is that something I should feel so happy about???)  And why am I crying while I type this...  Maybe this is a sob story.  I work with such sick people everyday at work  and I have read so many peoples stories on the internet and am blessed to have not dealt with this for 10 or 20 years.   But so new to this and just working through it just seems impossible because I count the days till they strike again.