got shots?

My head was pounding.  The kids were happy and played around me with their Christmas goodies, but every syllable they uttered sent shock waves down to my toes.  My eyes were so sensitive that I wore sunglasses inside the house.  I wore earplugs while making lunch.

I phoned my wonderful doctor's office and luckily I was able to get in to see her in a couple hours.  I didn't have a vehicle.  I had all three kids and it was chilly outside, butI was desperate.

I loaded up the boys in the double stroller and with Ryanna in tow, I started out of my neighborhood towards the doctor's office.

We only live about 6 minutes by foot away, thank goodness.

I wore sunglasses inside as well, as the flourescent lights blinded me and felt like pins and needles in my throbbing temples.  When it was my turn, I explained my situation and how miserable I was.  My wonderful, fabulous doctor took pity on me and shot me up with demerol and phenergan.  Then she told me to walk FAST.  I walked home as quickly as I could and crawled into bed while the kids played on my bedroom floor.

I still feel cruddy now, but at least the worst of it is over.  My doc says that my tense neck muscles is where I carry most of my stress and along with hormones, that creates the triggers.  I see relief and she's right down the street if I ever get one this bad again. Ahhhhhh, thank goodness for SHOTS!