Robin May Flemingさんのインスタグラム写真 - (Robin May FlemingInstagram)「I had a single day's partial respite from my multi-week headache, and then, oh no no no no no no, was plunged right back into the nightmare somewhere in the darkest depths of last night. I'm calling it a "headache" because if it is, in fact, a migraine, it's not following any of its usual patterns, not even the most unusual ones. As I type this, I'm trying to breathe through the stress of being a burden to my husband; I'm trying to breathe through the stress of dreams that I can't turn into goals; I'm trying to breathe through the stress of not being able to do simple tasks. Anything requiring more than the slightest exertion—any cough, sneeze, laugh, or cry—sends pain crashing through my temples, the sort that makes me think I'm about to leave this earth once and for all. The sort that makes me clutch my head to hold my brain in. "Don't stress. You'll make it worse!" Forgive my bluntness, but I have no energy for softening my blows: Please, just shut up. "You're not a burden. Don't say that." I literally am. "Have you tried _________________?" There is nothing you can tell me about headaches or migraine that I do not already know. Seriously. Even if you or your sister or your friend-of-a-friend's cousin has the EXACT SAME THING/is a doctor/acupuncturist/naturopath/chiropractor/crystal healer/knows someone who knows someone who knows someone who saw a movie once about someone who went on a juice fast and has never suffered again. No one, in 30+ years, has enlightened me on my condition. No DM from a kind stranger. No phone call from a well-meaning family member. No one. It doesn't feel good to say that, but it's the truth. Not a day goes by that I don't seek answers. Not a day goes by that I'm not hopeful. Not a day goes by that I'm not disappointed. P.S. I saw that movie, too.」3月27日 3時33分 - robinmay

Robin May Flemingのインスタグラム(robinmay) - 3月27日 03時33分


I had a single day's partial respite from my multi-week headache, and then, oh no no no no no no, was plunged right back into the nightmare somewhere in the darkest depths of last night.
I'm calling it a "headache" because if it is, in fact, a migraine, it's not following any of its usual patterns, not even the most unusual ones.
As I type this, I'm trying to breathe through the stress of being a burden to my husband; I'm trying to breathe through the stress of dreams that I can't turn into goals; I'm trying to breathe through the stress of not being able to do simple tasks. Anything requiring more than the slightest exertion—any cough, sneeze, laugh, or cry—sends pain crashing through my temples, the sort that makes me think I'm about to leave this earth once and for all. The sort that makes me clutch my head to hold my brain in.
"Don't stress. You'll make it worse!"
Forgive my bluntness, but I have no energy for softening my blows: Please, just shut up.
"You're not a burden. Don't say that."
I literally am.
"Have you tried _________________?"
There is nothing you can tell me about headaches or migraine that I do not already know. Seriously. Even if you or your sister or your friend-of-a-friend's cousin has the EXACT SAME THING/is a doctor/acupuncturist/naturopath/chiropractor/crystal healer/knows someone who knows someone who knows someone who saw a movie once about someone who went on a juice fast and has never suffered again.
No one, in 30+ years, has enlightened me on my condition. No DM from a kind stranger. No phone call from a well-meaning family member. No one. It doesn't feel good to say that, but it's the truth.
Not a day goes by that I don't seek answers. Not a day goes by that I'm not hopeful. Not a day goes by that I'm not disappointed.
P.S. I saw that movie, too.


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