Halloween Scare
Who needs costumes when your partner wakes you up in the middle of the night like it was The Exorcist or something. A couple nights ago that’s what happened. Nothing like completely incomprehensible screaming at 2am with no cause in sight. Do you wait it out? Call 9-1-1? Pop in some earplugs and try to ignore the Poltergeist laying next to you? Splash some water on them? Slap them around a little? Make a cross, bless some water, and sprinkle it on them shouting “the power of Christ compels you“?
I’m thinking I chose wrong. Really, it seemed like every choice I made was wrong. I turned on the light to asses the situation and was told to shut it off. Tried to offer comfort, the screaming got louder. She asked for pills that made her groggy and snore louder somehow so I had to sleep in the hallway so I could look after the kid. While this was going on I was texting my mom for advice.
What did my choices get me? A migraine of my own that only went away hours later after some of the most painful vomiting of my life.
And if that wasn’t enough it turns out my mom was fighting a cold of her own and my sleep-disrupting texts added to making her miss work the next day.
So could I have botched this operation up any more than I did? Well I suppose maybe if I went insane and clubbed my family to death but joking aside I could really use some advice on how to handle situations like this. Although I pray to God I won’t have the need of such advice I’d rather be prepared.
October 31st, 2007 at 6:14 pm
O.K. now that we know what it was, I can honestly tell you I have experienced this very similar thing, before you were born. I had to send Rhiannon to Lou, my neighbour while I paced my suite, screaming in agony wanting to crush my head, just to make it stop. The upshot of this was discovering that my worst migraines (such as these types) always happened when the most troubling pressures were gone. e.g. the day after I got my abusive ex to move out! Our doc can attest to that. They are not fun at all, and I can totally sympathize with anyone suffering from something that bad, but after that last one, I never had another. The previous one to that was just after my first marriage, which I guess it was getting away from an abusive step-mother. At that time I lived on the sixth floor of an apartment and contimplated falling out the window to land on my head to make the pain stop. At times like that, you really just want to do anything you can to get your head out of that vice and be able to see properly.
October 31st, 2007 at 6:16 pm
Fear not, dear fellow, you really didn’t do anything wrong in trying to help, it just would’ve been more acceptable to understand that this was a full-blown serious migrane; the one positive thing about migranes, and ‘old wives tales’, is it was believed that if you suffered from migranes, you would never have a nervous breakdown or go insane (crazy). You just suffer dearly.