On Friday, I talked with one of my professors about migraines. It’s that time of the year again, where I decide whether or not to mention them and wondering how much of a problem they’ll be. Both migraines and professors. I haven’t had any “headache” specifics come up in any of my syllabi. I was lost in that lazy Sunday phase all weekend and for most of today. The depression peeking through, reminding me of her existence again. They never let me forget about them. I haven’t been driving much of this semester yet. One day was because of a headache and the rest of the days have been due to the inclement weather. I hate snow and I hate it even more when it’s windy in addition to being snowy. My road doesn’t get plowed, at all, most of the time. So far I’m liking all of my classes. I hate the times and the way they’re scheduled but I didn’t get that much choice in the matter this semester. Today was my long day. On Mondays I have class from 8 am until 6 pm, two of those classes being three hours long. The other class I have is 50 minutes long. Again, it’s a lot of reading with some down times through out the day. I have a two hour break and then a one hour break.
The professor I talked about the migraines with, was one of my education professors. So far, my advisor is in the education department and is very aware of my problem with migraines. We talked about it one afternoon. I know she has my back if anything were to happen in regards to the education department and would help me get accommodations through disability if I felt I needed them/wanted them. Anyway, I explained to my professor right away that I would have a doctor’s appointment on the day we are suppose to have lab. I said right away that the appointment is not something I can reschedule, that it’s at Jefferson and I’ve had the appointment for months. He was very understanding.
I still got extremely upset at the idea. I’m still sensitive about my migraines and it comes out in stress triggering situations. I’m still in denial about them and how much they impede me, and how much they could impede me. My life could be derailed by my migraines and that terrifies me.