He dropped us off and went to drop the car off with its owner. He was gone maybe 25-30 minutes. I walked in the door, popped the meds, drank maybe half a red bull (for those stuck on this - caffiene helps migraines for the most part, that is why it is in almost all migraine meds OTC) and sat on the couch. Kids started screaming, made them go upstairs and watch tv as I was rocking back at forth. About 15 mins after getting home, I broke. Called dh, only thing I said was "home. Now." And hung up. Told my 5 yr old dd to keep her brother (2) in the room with her and for no reason were they to leave until Daddy got home.
I could barely see straight. Ran into the bathroom, turned on the night light, threw the shower on the hottest I could stand it, and I cried. Hard core screaming and crying because it hurt. So. Bad.
When dh came home, ds ran into the bathroom, I just kept saying get out through the tears. I have never in my life contemplated suicide.. but I completely understand *why* they are called suicide headaches. I sat there heating up the water until it wouldnt get any warmer. Banged on the floor to get dh to come upstairs. Inliterally could not move on my own. I was sitting on the floor like a baby, head in my hands. I had thrown up in the shower twice already. Dh came in and said.. oh baby.. Ive never heard him sound more heartbroken.
Dh tried to help me up.. I started to throw up on myself again. At this point, I couldnt even move enough to make sure I wasnt puking in my own lap. Dh got the shower head and started cleaning me off while holding my head forward some. I kept muttering hospital. He got a towel and helped me out of the shower when I finally stopped dry heaving. Took me to the bedroom. Tried calling people to come sit with the kids so he could take me to the ER. I laid back to wait and apparently I passed out. He helped me on my side and put a trashcan next to the bed.
He said this morning he has never seen me so bad. He kept checking on me throughout the night to make sure I was still breathing and okay. I woke up at 5 am to him and ds passed out on the couch.
I feel like shit that our Valentines day was ruined. I havent had a migraine bad enough to make me beg for the hospital in YEARS. They get bad enough and I go but I havent begged. Dh has never seen me that bad off.