Migraine Relief is a Beautiful Thing

Back in mid-April, I finally had a good appointment with my current neurology office!

After months of begging for migraine control, I went into this appointment prepared to issue an ultimatum. It felt clear that they didn’t care enough about my quality of life to give me medications that I need. I’ve been through the migraine treatment ringer in the past – this isn’t a new path for me. Telling me to get more sleep when I’ve been dealing with painsomnia since kindergarten.

When I walked in, I was fully prepared to give this schpeal I’d rehearsed in my head for two days.

Instead, the NP came in and asked how things were going. When I was done sharing my migraine frequency and details, she just went “Let’s get you some meds.”

It’s great to have a positive ‘the fuck?’ lately. Still, I’m really frustrated that it took so long for them to give me actual medication. My quality of life has sucked for a while around migraines. I try to push through, but I always pay for it. Why do I somehow have to prove it to providers by having to live in hell?

I’ve had rizatriptan for just under a month. She prescribed me 9 pills a pop and I’ve already picked up a third fill. In the last few days, I’ve had to take a few of these.

It’s absolutely life-changing.

I can’t frankly put into words how much I appreciate the ability to have more control over my health. To take away some of the unpredictability, it gives me back more confidence. I’m more able to participate in events and get shit done.

It’s incredible.

On top of that, those 9 pills are only five dollars. To think that $5 and jumping through hoops was keeping me from getting relief is bothersome at best.

Here’s to fewer migraines!