Every time I think I’m catching up, I fall a little further behind.
Or at least that’s how I feel. I stare at the weekly and monthly lists I filled with high hopes and anticipation. Just when I see the glimmer of hope of crossing off every task, I hit a roadblock.
A roadblock I’ve lived with for over thirty years.
Unlike when I was younger, I don’t always know when these are going to hit. I do take a daily preventative, and what is called an abortive—a medication taken after the migraine has started to stop it.
I don’t always experience the extreme pain or other typical migraine symptoms. Generally my pain is a dull thud that tends to subside with rest, but sleeping all day is not conducive to overseeing Buttercup’s education.
So what do I do? How do I cope with a chronic, reoccurring illness and educate Buttercup?
Some days are tough. I feel guilty for not being able to focus on her as much as I should. I feel like I let her and the rest of my family down.
The past two days have been migraine days. Yesterday I woke up early with that familiar dull throb. After another three hours of sleep, we started school late, and covered the basics. Another two hour nap helped. Still Buttercup spent most of the day alone, and the one thing she requested that morning I just couldn’t do.
Recently she has discovered quilling. She is so enthusiastic over this new hobby, but still needs my help for now. It’s also a way of spending special time together—a time we both treasure.
For now my head is relatively clear, and pain free. I know this won’t last too long. I’m going to take advantage of the moment and pin down my little Buttercup and do some easy schoolwork we’ve been putting off. In times like these it’s nice to have simple work that I don’t have to think much about, and that we can snuggle in my bed and do together.
History and quilling will have to wait until later when my eyes uncross.