This month is my illness-awareness month.
First week of September and my chicken rashes came back. I am one of the many Pinoys in Abu Dhabi who develop chicken-like spots or red patches when eating chicken. These rashes had been bugging me a lot because unlike others who get them on their arms or legs, I get them on my face. On my worst days, I look like I have acne and you could connect the dots to form all the animals in the zoo.
Yet I can’t remain faithful to my chicken fast because all the Captain eats is chicken this and chicken that.
NAUSEA AND DIZZINESS
Second to third week of September I was imprisoned in the house because of the feeling of wanting to puke every 5 minutes.
I did nothing but sleep because every time I open my eyes, I see the world spinning. There was one time I slept just as the Captain was off to work and I woke up to him again going to work. I do not remember the days in between.
Fourth week, I stopped my oral contraceptive experiment and was rewarded with a day or two of feeling perfectly fine. Then the migraine took over. It was the meanest migraine I’ve experienced so far.
For 3 whole days, it chainsawed my skull consistently, never stopping. It paralyzed me. Even in my sleep, I was dreaming of me having a migraine who was dreaming of me having a migraine. I could have been a rockstar with the number of times I banged my head on the wall. I nearly overdosed on Panadol, but it didn’t help a bit.
Today, my migraine decided to decrease into a throbbing headache, more bearable but still painful.
I am a very active person and this one month of house arrest made me feel helpless and useless. I appreciate the Captain running home, early from work, just to massage my exploding head. But we’re both tired of this sick-ish me.
I’ve been trying to write this blog for the whole day.
I am in and out of consciousness.
I want my mommy.
I will sleep now.
Wake me up when September ends.