A migraine sucks

A migraine is the guarantee that my day is ruined. It could be an awesome day, everything lining up in a perfect way. And then BLAM! All else is thwarted and all I can do is hold my head and hope it doesn’t last all day.

It seems that my body has decided to throw my hormones into crazytown as I’m getting older. Until my doctor and I reach a solution that works, I’m stuck with monthly (or more often than that lately) migraines.

Up until now, good ol’ OTC Excedrine Migraine has been my go to. But it’s time to step up the regimen. I’ve got an appointment to make with my doc and today’s migraine was an excellent reminder to get that scheduled.

In the meantime, here are the things that I do to deal with migraines aside from the Excedrine:

  1. Get extremely crabby and possibly bitch out my family members. Poor Marco gets the brunt of it.
  2. Hold on to my head as though it might detach from my body.
  3. Close my eyes into tiny slits so that I can kind of still see but most of the light is blocked.
  4. When that doesn’t work, just give up and close my eyes completely.
  5. Block out the world around me and meditate for 20 minutes.
  6. Or just take a nap.
  7. Escape in my mind to a happy place to fool myself into believing that I’m not about to die.
  8. When possible, add some other type of medicinal relief (it’s legal in CA y’all)

And when finally, it subsides enough, I’m able to deal with life again. Get some things done. Or a few things. Or maybe just one thing.

The migraine is usually still there but it’s being subdued and quiet just below the surface.

I might take another nap at this point. Or if it’s late enough, I just accept my fate and all it a day. Hopefully it will be gone by the next day.

All I know is, this shit is not acceptable and I can’t  live life with migraine episodes every 3ish weeks.

I’m not alone right?



Join Me and Pink Out for Planned Parenthood January 17

It’s 2017 and not only is the Affordable Care Act in jeopardy, but funding for Planned Parenthood is being targeted.

Women’s health continues to be at risk by conservative government actions and we must make our voices heard!

Pink Out for Planned Parenthood January 17

Pink Out California January 17

I didn’t know much about Planned Parenthood when it counted. As a teenager, I wasn’t interested in going “that far” with a boy. I thought that was something that would wait for marriage or close to it. Boys I dated never pressured me to go further than I was ready for. I was lucky.

I went to a private Catholic high school. I learned about the sanctity of marriage and that abstinence was a rule that was easy to live by. I didn’t worry about sex or any problems that could result from being a sexually active teen. I also learned about natural family planning. Contraception was to be avoided, because conception was in God’s hands.

So, when I finally had a “serious” boyfriend in college, I had this wealth of non-knowledge at my disposal. Because the other thing I learned in high school, was that Planned Parenthood was a sinful place. And the health office at my (also Catholic) University wasn’t exactly handing out birth control. Planned Parenthood would have been at my rescue if I needed it. That is, if I knew that Planned Parenthood was about helping women, not ending lives. 

As a mom, I’ve tried to have very open conversations with my girls about their bodies and sex as they are growing up. My oldest is in high school and she talks to me about anything. However, I also let her know that there are places she can go and people she can talk to if she chooses. Planned Parenthood is available for all women, including teens.

I feel strongly that Planned Parenthood is an invaluable resource for all women and society as a whole. Women’s health shouldn’t be jeopardized because of the political agenda of the conservatives in Congress.

Planned Parenthood clinics around the country see about 2.5 million people annually. Many are lower-income, and the vast majority come not for abortions but for essential healthcare: breast examinations and cervical cancer screenings, testing and treatment for sexually transmitted diseases and infections, contraception and family planning, urinary tract infection treatments, and other primary care services. Planned Parenthood’s annual report for the year 2014 estimates that abortions represented only 3% of the care provided by the the organization. – Los Angeles Times 

OnTuesday, January 17th, Californians can join hundreds of Planned Parenthood supporters, state legislators, and actors and activists Lena Dunham and Wilson Cruz, who’ll be rallying at the State Capitol. The GOP is moving to defund Planned Parenthood and it is up to us all to protect the quality preventive and reproductive care that Planned Parenthood health centers provides.

By standing united as we “Pink Out the State Capitol,” you can send a message that #IStandWithPP and #WeWontGoBack.

RSVP HERE: http://www.ppaction.org/site/PageNavigator/ca_ppac_2017_PinkOutDay_RSVP_Page.html?_ga=1.247022916.1709372134.1484325311


If you can’t make it to Sacramento—OR—if you live elsewhere but would still like to participate, please spread the word online and off.


On Tuesday, January 17, wear pink, take a picture, tag @PPActionCA and use the hashtags #IStandWithPP & #WeWontGoBack. Say why you stand with Planned Parenthood, and why California’s legislators should, too.

 



I’m With Her

If you follow me on social media, this will not shock you.

I’m With Her!

I proudly cast my vote today for Hillary Clinton. God willing, tomorrow we will have elected the first female President!

I'm With Her

I wore this suit jacket in 2008 when President Obama won. I wore it again today for a Hillary win!

 

I support Hillary Clinton for many reasons. I’m a lifelong Democrat, so that’s no shocker. And obviously I’m thrilled to see a women busting her way through the glass ceiling. I clearly remember stupid arguments with boys in school about how a woman could never be president because of…. P M S! Such bullshit.

I just wish my grandma were here to vote for her as well. I know she would be over the moon! And she never missed an election. She was very proud to vote and instilled that value in us.

I’m for Hillary Clinton. She stands up for American values. She cares. She listens to those around her. She doesn’t let all the shit hold her back. She gets knocked down and springs right back up. The fact that she isn’t curled in a ball in her bed like I feel like doing when I’m knocked down is just amazing to me.

Too many times, I let failures and setbacks dictate stupid shit.

Hillary goes for her goals no matter how many times people try to knock her down. She steps up to the podium and says DEAL ME IN!

Well you know what?!

I need to take a page from her playbook.

I want my girls to look back on their childhood and see their mom as fearless and unstoppable.

And I want them to grow up in a world where they aren’t held back because of anything.

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I’m With Her!



This is 46? This can’t be right.

I haven’t been myself lately. Something is not quite right. 

 

Perimenopause can suck it. 

 
I had a birthday a few weeks ago. It was lovely. A day of celebration for Mother’s Day as well. A double celebration. Family, food and love. 
 
But underneath the smiles and hugs, I was struggling to stay afloat. It was an irrational sadness. Like someone was stepping on my happy self. 
 
None of the happy things I like to do was helping. I wasn’t even interested in them. 
 
I had no patience for anything. Downright grouchy. Susceptible to bursting in to tears or growling at someone at any moment.
 
 
I really wanted to just curl up under a blanket and read or watch movies. I wanted a cocoon, where I could hide from life for a few weeks. 
 
Of course, being who I am, that’s not exactly a wise plan of action. Or inaction. I have things to do. I don’t have time for a long term funk! 
 
Nevertheless, the funk was hanging on tight. I just couldn’t shake the cloud I was under. And then to kick things up a notch, my anxiety decided to climb aboard. It was a party for my emotional dysfunctions. 
 
I was holding on to gratitude like a life-raft. Just focus on the good things and keep going, Lex. 
 
I thought maybe I need to go to counseling. I was getting annoyed with myself. 
 
And then. 
 
Finally I emerged from the drowning despair. 
 
I realized the culprit in this puzzle. 
 
 
 
 

Hormones. 

 
My god, how long is this going to last? As if the hot flashes aren’t bad enough?
 
As if living through years of monthly cramps, headaches, dealing with periods, pregnancy, and postpartum aren’t bad enough for us women? This is quite the bitter cherry on top. 
 
Well, at least I know I’m not going crazy. 
 
But oh wait, it’s starting all over again. Here come the hormones. 
 
And the grouch. 
 
Hormonal Lex

Back Away Slowly

 
Please tell me I’m not crazy. This is a real thing right? What can I do besides just smile through it and hope for the best?