I have had a migraine since Tuesday morning. I’ve tried everything I can think of to get rid of it. Tylenol is about the only approved med and it didn’t even put a dent in it.
I left work early on Tuesday and spent a miserable night not sleeping much at all. I stayed home from work on Wednesday, but had to drag myself to a class anyway. I really didn’t want to, but it was the gdm (gestational diabetes) class to go over how to eat and how to check my blood sugar. I couldn’t miss it. I called my doctor’s office on the way home, begging to speak with a nurse. No one called. I cried off and on from the pain. Unfortunately, crying makes things worse, but I couldn’t stop it.
Almost five hours later, I called the doctor again because I never received a call. Finally, I spoke with a nurse about my symptoms. I just wanted to know what I could take that would be safe for the baby. I’ve never had such a bad migraine in my life. After a bit of back & forth, the nurse and a midwife recommended I go into labor & delivery (L&D).
I didn’t really want to go, but I was so desperate for relief that we went. They hooked me up to a fetal monitor and took samples for the lab. I was there for about four hours or so. Once they ruled out preeclampsia and pregnancy induced hypertension, they gave me some migraine medicine. Only it didn’t even touch the pain. So they one-upped it.
First, they gave me an IV to increase my fluids a bit. Then, they gave me a a couple other meds that I’m not sure of. One was for nausea and the other was for the pain. I don’t know what it was, but it burned a little as it went in. I felt it wash over my body. It was the weirdest thing. And it knocked me for a loop, too. I was a little out of it, but so relieved not to be in pain. I napped a little and eventually they let me go home. Unfortunately the headache is back a little bit today, but not as severe.
The labs came back just fine and the baby wasn’t under any stress. But they just wanted to rule out the worst case.
I will say, it’s no fun to be in a room with someone else when you have a migraine. Some of those nurses had high-pitched voices that just grated on me. John actually had to step out and ask them nicely to be a little quieter.
This post could be more coherent, but I’m still fighting a bit of the headache. Here’s a pic of me from last night. Pathetic, huh?
gdm, gestational diabetes, pregnancy, migraine