I have a migraine so bad (coming up on 48 hours) that all I can do is put a pillow over my head and cry. I really dislike the human body's frailty.

Ugh. Poor Teppy.

Look how cool these tea"bags" are! I think some of them are still in the prototype stage, though.

Ugh, Steph.

I have a migraine so bad (coming up on 48 hours) that all I can do is put a pillow over my head and cry

Dilaudid!

Actually, I don't know what casual sufferers of severe migraines are even supposed to do. Realising that ERs treated them was a revelation for me, but it's a hell of a psychological investment to make.

You know all the drugs, and you know that triptans aren't very effective this late on in the game. I wish I had something more useful to suggest--all I can offer is my utter, utter sympathy and internet-wafted butorphanol.

Steph, is there something you can take to knock you out and maybe sleep some of it off, or at least sleep through it?

I say that as someone who's had maybe two or three migraines ever, though, so if it's completely impossible, I'm sorry!

You know all the drugs, and you know that triptans aren't very effective this late on in the game.

I don't think my doctor will let me take triptans (for future migraines, that is; I know if you don't take them right away, there's no point in taking them, so even if I had some, they wouldn't do anything right now) -- they have those massive warnings about cardiac side effects, and I have several giant red flags in the cardiovascular disease category.

Which leaves...not much. I don't get them often enough to warrant taking preventive meds. And what I take now (Midrin) is a fucking joke. It hasn't done anything.

Grah. Bitching about it is useless; I just hate not being able to even dial it down.

I gotta go call work. I was hoping to make it in for even half a day, but there is no way.

Steph, is there something you can take to knock you out and maybe sleep some of it off, or at least sleep through it?

I've never taken Ambien during the day, though I don't see why I couldn't. Maybe that's my best option.

(Taking squirreled away percocet? Doesn't help, either. This fucker doesn't want to budge.)

If the percoset doesn't touch it, I don't know what else to suggest. I'm so sorry.

they have those massive warnings about cardiac side effects, and I have several giant red flags in the cardiovascular disease category

Ugh. Double ugh.

I don't know--I know for me, if triptans won't do it and butorphanol's not playing, I only have IV drugs left.

Worst sexual assault prevention tips ever, AKA victim-blaming 101. (And also: ladies, stay on the ground floor.) [link]

Always take the elevator instead of the stairs. (Stairwells are horrible places to be alone.)

* Do not get on an elevator if your instincts tell you that something is wrong (Remember, bad men don’t always look bad).

Women are always trying to be sympathetic: STOP IT, it may get you raped, or killed.

If he’s driving, find the right time, and stick your fingers in his eyes. He must watch the road, so choose an unsuspecting time, and gouge him. It maybe your ONLY defense. While he is in shock, GET OUT. (This sounds gross, but the alternative is your fault if you do not act.)