wow that sort of puts my 6-month bout into perspective. I can't imagine having these headaches for that long.

The depakote was messing with my head, so I quit taking it last thursday, and coming off of it was probably the hardest emotional time I've ever had. depression, despondency, confusion, memory loss, and some of the most vivid and haunting dreams I've ever had. It was like an acid-trip; didn't even seem like I slept. I have an appreciation for people who get depressed or have inexplicable mental disorders. I didn't want anything else but to be normal. I'm finally myself again today (tuesday).

Just came back from an MRI. I don't enjoy taking pills, I try to avoid it as long as I can, but the pain gets so strong, that I don't have control over myself and don't know what else to do but take something (ibuprofen, percocet, which don't even help all that much). Often it comes down to the choice of: do I resist the urge to take something for my ultimate welfare, or do take something so at least I can interact with my kids and not vegetate on the couch because the pain is too much to bear? I can't just be stoic with my kids when I'm their primary caregiver.

I realize that the doctors have their own agendas, and they don't care about me as a person, but If I'm lucky they care about doing their job well. This neurologist sure seems like a bum. I guess you get to the point where you feel like you're on your own.