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bleucaesura · 25 days
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STOLITZØ UPDATE
Or lack - there of…
Sorry everyone…
Migraine clusters have been plaguing me the last few days (- no joke -) the full moon really f*cks me up 🫥😖🥺
I’ve got more chapters, but there’s stuff in between I still need to write and mah brain gaw dun be broke…
I’ll post more as soon as I can.
Thanks again for all the Stolitzø love ❤️
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painful-pooch · 2 years
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MIGRAINES
Since I've been going through a migraine that has lasted me for about a week or so, I thought of some scenarios that I thought are so whumpy. Enjoy!
Whumpee refusing to tell Caretaker what they are going through, treading along with each step sending an excruciating pain through their body.
Like an ice pick stabbing Whumpee's mind, blindly trying to keep Caretaker in their sights before a flash of light from the sun/streetlamp sends a wave of dread through them.
Whumpee unable to keep following and collapsing, their head hitting the ground with a sickening crack, Caretaker spinning on their heels to see Whumpee sprawled there, barely able to keep their eyes open, hoping that the world could fade away since it's the only way for the pain to go away.
Whumper knowing Whumpee's triggers for migraines and going out to set one off, be it dehydrating them, playing loud music, depriving them of sleep, giving them certain foods. They want Whumpee to writhe in agony even when they aren't there in person.
Caretaker trying their best to take care of Whumpee, but they feel a migraine coming on and getting irrated by accident, snapping at Whumpee for not giving a damn when Caretaker is dealing with their own flavor of hurt.
Imagine Caretaker or Whumpee waking up and feeling the throbbing and aching pain immediately, never spending a waking moment without feeling the tremors of pain behind their eyes, trying to shut it out to no avail.
Whumper beating on Whumpee during a migraine, rattling their already hurting brain within their head, their vision worsening, ears ringing, and wishing nothing more than to deal with said beating when not having a migraine.
Whumpee hiding from Caretaker in the shower, stifling back their pathetic sounds when the migraine worsens to the point they can barely catch themselves from falling... or you can have them fall and have Caretaker finding them in a tub of water mixing with blood.
Whumpee trying to sneak around Caretaker to grab medication, afraid to bother them because how dare they be in pain for more than day and terrified if Caretaker thinks they are just complaining about a little headache.
On that note... Whumper mocking Whumpee by saying "Really? Crying already? Over a little headache? You truly are a hopeless cause. No wonder Caretaker wants nothing to do with a weakling such as you."
Whumpee and Caretaker watching a show, Whumpee unable to enjoy it due to the aura they are getting, their vision obscured and the sound making them wince.
Caretaker growing upset when they can't figure out how to help Whumpee, feeling powerless from their inability to end Whumpee's suffering. Have they not dealt with enough?
Whumper taking the opportunity to shove whumpee in a cramped and dark space to 'help' Whumpee. "Isn't this what you need? I'll be back later. Enjoy being alone!" Bonus points if Whumpee is scared of isolation and is claustrophobic.
I guess to be nice, you can have Caretaker massaging Whumpee's head at their temples, trying to alleviate the pain, even a bit if possible.
Caretaker doing whatever is needed to get Whumpee the right medicine or the best procedure to help them, from getting them a dark room, an eyepatch to help, tea/coffee, or anything else that can help.
Caretaker hugging Whumpee when they are crying and begging for the pain to go away, asking why they are always in pain and if they deserve it.
Feel free to reblog and add more if you think of anything. I just want to bring some awareness and spread some love to those who are like me and suffer from chronic migraines. I love you all!
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reginaphalange2403 · 3 months
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guess who got a migraine on her first clinical day and cried in front of the instructor 🥲💀
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silencedrowns · 6 months
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I think it’s biphobia in action that migraines are allowed to exist
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l3viat8an · 11 months
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Okay slight delay on the Asmo asks my plan was to finish them today (cuz I have the day off and wanted to write ‘em out) but I’ve got another fucking migraine so I’m going back to sleep the day away 
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morgandria · 5 months
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We've had our first proper snow squalls. It is very pretty right now, as the first month with snow always is. It's still snowing, but it won't last. We're due to warm up enough for rain tomorrow. A strong El Niño year always means winter is warmer here, but depending on how the arctic air comes down will mean heavy lake-effect snow because the Great Lakes stay warm, or much more unwelcome ice storms.
The start of the snow brought a migraine Sunday night. I still have that migraine. (For reference, it's now Wednesday.) I do not foresee it lessening its' grip, with the up and down air pressure waves going on. The neighbourhood snow blowers making the basement walls (and bed frame, and my teeth) vibrate are Not Helping.
Ah, life as a human barometer. Like the ones made in wood and glass, I'm fragile (and expensive).
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arkhani · 7 months
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I wish I was a biblically accurate angel so that it would anatomically impossible to have headaches.
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codename-freya · 1 year
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// Happy Munday! Work is almost done and I'm a bit fried, but I hope you've had a good Monday. ❤️
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Embroidered my glasses (I have rose coloured, heart shaped glasses)
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Fuck migraines
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chronicowboy · 2 years
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wip wednesday
we draw ever closer to buddie timeloop release day
A jagged piece of dashboard tears into Charlie's thigh, nicks her artery. There's a spray of blood.
Luckily, Eddie's on the other side.
Not so luckily, Buck gets another face-full of blood.
Buck, however, seems to have mastered the art of compartmentalising whilst Eddie was at dispatch because he only flinches a little. Eddie watches Buck's eyes glaze over and clear in under three seconds, frozen to his spot.
"You're okay." Buck is murmuring to Charlie. "We'll get this piece of metal out and wrap up your leg and you'll be on your way, okay? Can you take some deep breaths for me?" Charlie nods and starts counting off her breaths. Buck glances at Eddie, reaches for his radio. "Could use some assistance over here, Cap." Eddie opens his mouth to protest, but what comes out is more of a pained wheeze. "Eddie, step away."
He stumbles backwards as a hand lands on his shoulder, tries to catch himself before he can fall to the street. He is not bleeding out on the gravel again. He refuses that fate. So, he clamps a hand over the burning wound on his right shoulder and staggers away, stumbling directly into someone's chest. Bobby catches him by the arms, scrutinises him with narrowed eyes, glances at the car where Buck's still working. Realisation dawns.
"Eddie, you're okay." Bobby pulls his hand away from his shoulder. "There's no sniper. He's dead. You were shot a year ago, but you're okay now. So is Buck."
Eddie desperately tries to absorb the words. He drinks them in greedily like medicine for a dying man, but they don't register. Not really. He's stuck on the abstract painting, Buck's face a canvas, his blood the paint. No, Charlie's blood the paint. But it was his blood first. It was Eddie's blood seared into Buck's skin. Eddie's blood standing out against the crystal blue of Buck's eyes. Eddie's blood haunting them both, lurking around every corner ready to pounce.
He'd been fine yesterday, five days ago, Thursday. It had just been tomato sauce then. An echo, a poor forgery. But now Buck's covered in blood again. Eddie throws up all over Bobby's shoes. Now, Buck is covered in someone else's blood and it—shouldn't, but it does—makes him seethe with rage. He wants to march back over there and cut his chest open, so his blood will replace hers.
He can't explain it.
"—nd everything is okay. Everybody's okay." Bobby's chanting softly in his ear as he guides him over to sit on the bumper of the ladder truck, hidden away from the wandering eyes of passers-by and the rest of his team. "You're okay, Eddie. You're okay."
Is he?
"Donato, swap out with Buckley." Bobby shouts over his shoulder. Eddie flinches.
Firefighter down!
Buck swims in his vision, blurry, bloody and beautiful. Eddie throws up again, manages to aim it away from Bobby's shoes this time. Buck presses him back into the front of the truck, undoes the top few buttons of his shirt and slides his hand inside to put pressure on the gnarled scar tissue on his right shoulder. He sucks in a ragged breath, choking on the exhale, but Buck just smiles at him.
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painful-pooch · 2 years
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For anyone who actually reads my stuff, I'm so sorry for the long breaks and the large spaces in between any of my writings. Life hasn't been the kindest to me and I don't want to put a wall in front of you all and have you think I'm living the best life I can. In the past 7 days, I've had 5 migraines, each one making me just hate even looking at anything giving off light (yeah.... even computer screens with low brightness).
It's frustrating dealing with migraines on top of my job and on top of keeping everything in my life afloat, but all I can say is I am trying my best. I really can't begin to thank all of the people that have stuck by me for the past few months and have always offered me something to alleviate the pain, be it their writing or their presence.
I'm trying to get back into writing, but my mental health needs to get better, and I swear I'm trying, it just sucks lol. I have a bunch of WIPs I plan on finishing at least, as well as master lists to make my blog *organized*.
Thank you all for your love and patience, but I want to really give my thanks to @emcscared-whumps , @ocean-blue-whump, @for-the-love-of-angst, @justplainwhump, @whumper-in-training, and @straight-to-the-pain for always making me crack a smile even in my darkest moments.
Y'all have a good day now. Stay snazzy, stay safe, and stay snappy.
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helenreddy · 2 years
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and there goes my morning wasted thanks to a migraine!
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wishful-soda · 2 years
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Day 4 of ✨ Migraine ✨and I think I forgot what real life outside of a migraine is like.
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mostbrilliantidiot · 2 years
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