I do not have lines on my forehead. I did not have them earlier today, either, because I am not a frowner or a squinter.
My mother spent the first 18 years of my life saying, “Don’t squint!” or “Stop frowning! You look unpleasant!”
Nonetheless, this morning I had 31 injections of Botox in and around my head.
I have finally failed enough drug protocols (yay?) that I qualify for “botox for migraines,” which I think is a dubious achievement.
The frequency of my migraines has increased in the last year enough to be classified as chronic migraines, which I think is an even more dubious achievement.
Yesterday was my birthday, and the insurance company called to tell me that I was approved for it, and how would I like to pay for the part they weren’t covering, please?
And less than 24 hours later, I was at the neurologist’s office, getting those shots in my head.
Friends, it hurts. It hurts turble. I would never get Botox for purely cosmetic reasons.
After the ones in my forehead, I had to ask for a glass of water because I thought I was going to pass out. And I have had a shot in my face that went into my sinus.
There were shots in my forehead, around my ears, around my occipital ridge, down my neck, and along my trapezius. Now there are little flattish bumps where the injections were.
What I hope for is a 50% reduction in migraines. I am hopeful.
I am also hopeful that I won’t end up looking like this:
That picture is fabulous.
I have high hopes this works.
I lurve Endora. I used to be a member of the august Atlanta Woman’s Club, and there was a member who looked just like her. I was fascinated by her. But I don’t want to look like her. Unless I have to look scary, in which case, I totally pick her.
I actually do have really high hopes for this. For the first time in months, I did not wake up feeling like my eyebrows were being pulled by my scalp, which is probably a fluke, because I shouldn’t really see a difference until Saturdayish, but it was nice to wake up and not slam my eyes shut again.
I’m feeling really hopeful about 2013 in general, in fact.
I hope the process cures your migraines for good. What an awful process! ❤
Thank you. I hope it does something at all.
I was really stunned at how much that hurt. I’m usually really good with shots and things, but that was craziness.
I wiggled my eyebrows in the mirror this morning, just to make sure I still can.
So now it’s Saturdayish … how are you feeling?
I’m so sorry I missed your comment. Saturday was hard and I had a lot of driving to do, which didn’t help matters.
A good thing is that simply going to bed helps. But it is truly amazing how much work keeping my head up is, and I already have good posture (thanks, Mama!). I will never, ever take this for granted again.
I read in some of the literature that some patients need a soft collar for a few weeks; I think it wouldn’t serve me well to have one, but I can see where it would come in handy.