Oh trigeminal neuralgia, how I despise you…. let me count the ways. *I have an architect inside my head that, upon request, can plumb a line to split my head in half.
One side is unaffected by the invisible plumb line, while the other can react in a multitude of ways. *The prickling of pins and needles like radio static of a channel untuned. *The warm radiating heat from a spiderweb of nerves on high alert when no danger is present. *The pulsing, like the beat of a drum, in my head in time with its tune. *Shooting, stabbing pains from the base of the skull near my spine, right up and over to my eyebrows. *The droopy eye and mouth, and general weakness, of that side of my head. *The high pitch sound of a steam whistle in my ear, as the steam train of pain rages on.
Neuralgia first came into my world in my early 20s. After a stressful but successful day at work, my team and I wanted to celebrate.
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