Ya'll should see me right now. I have a migraine patch across my forehead, and two salonpas patches on each side of my jaw. Heh! I look dumb.
Migraine became unbearable last night. I checked my blood pressure and it was high, so I called the doc office this morning.
"She can see you if you can get here within 30 minutes".
"Well, I live at least 30 minutes away, so it would be a little longer than 30."
"Ok well I'll have to give you the next available time then. January 7th."
January 7th...as in over a week from now. So I had to switch to plan B. I crawled out of bed and went around the corner to Walgreens, where I picked up my blood pressure meds and some migraine patches. I'm broker than broke again, thanks to Avapro which is over $2.00 a pill. When I do finally make it back to the doc, I'm going to insist that she switch me to a drug that comes in a generic form. She didn't want to do it last time I asked, but unless she gives me Avapro free of charge from now own, it's going to have to be changed. Paying $50-$80 for 30 blood pressure pills is a crying shame. I hope and pray that our new president will follow through with his promise to improve health care costs. Honestly...this is a serious problem in our country.
Anyway, I digress. Mentholated patches galore. My face is on fire, but I don't care. I'm sitting up now, attempting to eat something that I hope I'll be able to keep down. Unbelievable how debilitating migraines can be. As of right now, it looks like my New Years Eve will be spent at home, in bed. No big deal though...I've certainly been through worse. Over the years, I've lived on people's sofas and love seats, and even found myself sleeping in a car one night in 25 degree weather. I'll never forget that and I'm thankful that I now have a bed to call my own. May God bless those who don't.