What’s worse than #ChronicMigraine ?
…when, despite treatments & medicines & rest & planning, I simply can NOT power through and do something I really, really, really want to. I simply can NOT get out of bed, not even crawl to an event I committed to & was looking forward to.
I am just so sorry… and just so sad. All I do is let people down. Why would anyone want to be friends with someone so unreliable, sick and …absent? It is terribly embarrassing and isolating. It’s just a shadow of a life.
I am just so sad. So sad …and so sorry.
It’s the Fourth of July. We’ve been invited to a culdesac celebration. I can’t leave the bedroom. I’ve tried everything and I will never go to the ER. I’ve sent my family off to the party with my deepest apologies. It’s time for an injection of sumatriptan and phenergan and a mini coma. Time to close and lock the bars of my head prison and perchance sleep away this intolerable episode.
How many times can you cancel before people stop asking to be friends?