Migraine

Shirley

I'm 46 years old. Married 19 years. Two teenage daughters

posted 10/06/2009, comments (2)

Menstaul migraine and Lyme disease

I was finally able to find something to help my daughters migraines. March 1, 2009 I started her on a natural regimen. It was: magnesium; vitamin D; Omega III; and a bio-identical progesterone. I also started her on St Johns Wort. After 6 weeks it was like the sun coming out. Those absolutely terrible... Read more Chevron

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Robbie

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posted 04/13/2009, comment (1)

Ode to a Migraine Free Morning

I awaken cautiously, as I do each day Inventory taking time Will I need to lightly tread ice packs,heating pad,Relpax April's bird songs far too loud? Will our rare spring sun be an insult, My teens' hairdryers and bursts of laughs like bullets to my wartorn skull Our little dogs' happy greetings brushed... Read more Chevron

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MaxJerz

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posted 04/05/2009, comments (8)

book review: The Migraine Brain

Published just last year, The Migraine Brain: Your Breakthrough Guide to Fewer Headaches, Better Health, by Carolyn Bernstein, MD, and Elaine McArdle, has gained quite a bit of publicity, being featured on The Today Show and NPR, as well as winning a number of awards. In fact, I had to wait almost a month to get a copy of this book through my... Read more Chevron

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mandypoet

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posted 03/30/2009, comments (0)

Random Entry from My Headache Diary

Random Entry from My Headache Diary Pain favors the left sideand back of my head, movingdown my neck like a lineof trucks down a mountain roadrattling their loads of graveland noisy dairy cows.

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Nina Bayer

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posted 03/29/2009, comments (0)

A stranger has entered my bedroom. It is not yet dawn. He stands above me on the bed - straddles my head with his heavy black boots. His palms, one on my left temple and one on my right, squeeze my skull like ice hooks. His jaw is clenched, his shoulders thrown back in an attempt to lift my head from the pillow. I arch my body... Read more Chevron

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