Last Friday, I finally saw a headache specialist. Instead of the results, optimism, and high spirits I expected to carry out hand-in-hand with new advice, I left the office disappointed and discouraged.
After driving three hours across Texas to meet with a $300/hr specialist, I had anticipated some treatment, some new information, something. Perhaps my expectations were too high.
Acting upon the advice of my specialist, I am now off Topamax and onto Bystolic: a blood pressure medication also used as a preventative. While I feel better mentally (no more Topamax personality takeovers,) my migraines have not changed in spite of the new preventative or the 6 bottles of Migranal I was told to use every 8 hours for 3 days in hopes of breaking the increasingly persistent Migraine cycle. In fact, the Migranal seemed to make things worse. After every administration, intense nausea set in and I almost blacked out – weaving to and fro, grasping desperately for something to cling to as my vision disappeared into black spots.
Other than new medications, he did advise I see an Ear, Nose, and Throat doctor in order to have an inner-ear balance test as I have such extreme vertigo and lightheadedness. His last word of advice? A hospital stay for intensive IV treatment lasting an undetermined amount of time. As I was given no guarantee it would work, slim chances that even if it did work the relief would be temporary, and my insurance deductible of $5K is no where close to being met – I’m having to ponder this a bit.