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Migraine from Hell

migraine-caution-sign.jpgWell, as with so many other events in my life, the last 21 hours have presented me with a learning opportunity.

As we say in tech, it’s a feature.  Pffffft!!!!!!!

As it happens, due to a very unique set of circumstances, I suffered – beginning around 8pm last evening – a migraine of almost epic proportions.

Let’s just say it was the perfect storm.

Though it was pretty terrible, it didn’t send me to the hospital, something that happened regularly before I figured out the root cause.

Ungodly low potassium.

Knowing there was a risk of a headache from low potassium, I’d been taking supplements for a few hours.

At this point in my life – I know the dance.

Everything was fine and I was mentally congratulating myself on having learned and using what I learned when…

The pounding started around eight.  I figured, okay, need more potassium.  By ten I asked for my husband to rub my head, focusing on the area of – no surprise – scar tissue.

I learned that the secondary headache I always thought came from stress from the original is actually scar tissue from overdeveloped trapezius muscles from my years weight lifting.  Not to mention gymnastics.

Though it relaxed me enough I thought I could sleep, it did little for the pain.

Popped more potassium before bed.

Hello darkness my old friend.  Two am, my head is pounding and my right eye is watering.

Can’t remember the last time my eye watered from a migraine.  I’d made that much progress on the root cause  of low potassium.

I got up – more potassium and a couple of aspirin and my cell phone.

Sleep’s out.  May as well do something.  I’d write but my typing – over 116 words a minute – would have kept the whole house up.

After almost no sleep all night and two double espressos, my head started to feel better.

Interestingly – and I believe because I had been steadily taking potassium – I felt okay.  My mood was really good and I wasn’t groggy.

My eyes drifted to the window and noticed that unlike during the previous several hours –  the sun was shining.

Before then we’d had one hell of a marine layer in here.  As I’d read the news and a reread of a reread of a reread at 3am I listened to a fog horn.  A look out the window put me in the mind of a Brahms Stoker novel.

Everything was going well and then – late in the afternoon – my head started to make noise.

I’d been taking potassium steadily throughout the day but my head started to ache in spite of it and honestly – there’s only so much the body can absorb at once outside having an IV of the stuff.

This enabled me to confirm the weather related impact.

Or, to be clear, the EMF related impact.

I was a bit confused though.  It had been some time since I’d been impacted by a storm system.

And years since I’d had a migraine that caused my eye on the side of the surgery to water.

It turns out that we are not having a simple weather change.  We are in for an unprecedented electrical storm.

Lightning!

The last time I experienced pain this severe coincided with an unseasonal and very unusual electrical storm in San Diego.

I was in such agony I talked with Aaron on the phone – on my knees in my kitchen – for over an hour.  I knew what the problem was – the lightning was dancing around Downtown San Diego, as if it was literally over our building – but that doesn’t take the pain.  My eye watered and I kept my hand against the cut from the surgery – the scar tissue conducting the EMFs resulting in nasty pain.

It’s a lot of fun being in pain in front of your kids.  Not.

Fortunately, they get it by now.

Better?  The steady stream of potassium means that while it hurts, it isn’t debilitating.

And I don’t end up in the ER anymore.

I honestly believe – 100% – that if other circumstances hadn’t been an issue, I would never have had this level of suffering.

My potassium was particularly depleted.

The steady stream of potassium throughout the night and day has meant that as the nasty lightning storm approaches I have hope of getting past it without further suffering.

And not having to explain ad nauseum why brain surgery some forty years ago is not anything to worry about to a triage nurse.

“Just give me the damned shot already.  I’m not a junkie in for a handout.”

A shot that is no longer necessary.

Potassium really does make a difference.

To top off the perfect migraine?  I’m going to listen to some Krokus.  Trust me, my brain waves will be happy!

 

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Quietly Fading Away

A funny thing happened on the detox excess calcium path…

In 1979 I had brain surgery to repair a hemorrhage.  I’ve had a fairly significant horseshoe shaped scar ever since.

Originally red, it turned white and got slightly smaller but was also very noticeable.

My hair generally covered it though hair stylists over the years have freaked out about it.

No, I am not happy with this type of awkward situation.

I always quickly explained I’d had brain surgery and though I was always nonchalant about it – I’ve had various responses.

Not usually too positive.  Freak out while trying not to be obvious about is common.

A good part of the reason the scar was so noticeable was because the hair didn’t grow there.  The white line of it was visible.

This was the same with a small scar on the back of my head from a bike accident.  The hair stylist’s reaction to that one was that I had alopecia.  Um, no –  just a scar from where I had three stitches.  She insisted I was going bald – likely from stress – and I’d better see a doctor before it was too late.

Fast Forward to now.

My current stylist is pretty cool and never mentioned the scar.  I may know why…

Shortly after I began incorporating baking soda therapy into my detox regimen, I noticed scars shrinking and disappearing.

The very first to go was that one on the back of my head.  I am no longer able to feel it and my husband hasn’t seen evidence of it.

Within a month of that, moles began to fall off.

And have continued to do so.  The most recent?  One I had for over twenty years.  The skin is totally fine.  Looks normal.  No mole.

Last night I was in the bathroom and I pushed a hand through my hair.  To my surprise, I was unable to find “the scar.”

I’d told my mom this past summer that I’d noticed since doing the baking soda therapy and detoxing the excess calcium, the bone from the brain surgery scar had been filling in.  I used to feel like I could put my finger through a hole and then – nope.  It was like a divot.  A smell shallow divot.

I kept pulling my hair back and looking for that white horseshoe line but – nada.  I called my family in and they didn’t see any scar either.

My husband and I have been together for over 21 years so I asked him to look for it.  After all, he’s seen it plenty as it came up in conversation early in our relationship.

Aaron couldn’t find it either.

I can feel the place in the bone that was cut though that “hole” is no longer there.

It’s also no longer sensitive and I don’t get the migraines there I used to.

As for that horseshoe line – I checked again this evening and all I could find was a white line that is approximately 3 inches long in the general area.  That’s it.

Intentions.  My intention when this whole hoopla started was to heal from what turned out to be EMF Sensitivity.  The path was through detoxification of heavy metal poisoning.

Later, I had to cope with an entirely different situation that was due to excess calcium.

The shrinking and disappearing scars and the moles that have and continue to fall off was just a side effect.

I have to admit, I’m not sorry about it.  The brain surgery scar has been a difficult if unavoidable discussion point throughout my life.  These visible, if unexpected and unplanned results help me know that what I’m doing with the detox is working even when it seems like I’ve hit a plateau – or worse – a setback.

And there have been more of those than I would like to think about.

I share this because I’ve always felt the body could rebuild itself and heal – if we let it.  Now I’m seeing evidence.

At this point I believe most moles are the body’s evidence of its efforts to detoxify medications and mineral/metals through the skin.  I never had many growing up but after taking birth control pills noticed more – many of which were flesh colored and normal.

And yes – I always had a dermatologist check them.  Now?  Not much to check.