I've always been a migraine sufferer. I got them as a child. Then they stopped, and started again in my late teens. And that was a while ago. I'd kind of gotten used to them (could even begin to remember which side of my head they were on) and could pick up the early warning signs. At least my husband could.
So I'd be asking for a bar of chocolate, an orange, a glass or wine and some red meat and instead of handing out the goods he'd turn around and announce I was coming down with a migraine. How did he know? Well, he worked out that when it's coming, I actually crave the things that are supposed to be triggers. Funny isn't it?
But just as we were finally figuring it out, another kind of migraine arrived: the weather changes migraine. It goes like this: the weather changes, I get a migraine. Yep, that simple. So it's also easy to spot. Just look at the sky. There's even a site you can go to that will warn you of weather changes, so you can, well, resign yourself?
I used to love stormy weather (doesn't everyone?) but now, at the first sign of electricity in the air, I feel oppressed, trapped, and I want to hide.
My husband suggested I buy a decompression chamber, the thing they put the astronauts in when (if) they come back to earth. (actually I think he said it was for divers but astronauts make it sound more glamourouss). Supposedly it makes the pressure changes easier on your body, as in, stops your head from exploding if you come back up too fast from the bottom of the sea. I presume it would work as well if your body thinks it's a barometer.
And you can buy it here. Except it's sooo expensive they won't even tell you the price.
It looks ok from the outside, but I'm not sure it would fit with our living room (which looks a bit like the covered bazaar in Istanbul, as I think I've mentioned). Now if I lived in a mansion I could probably have a room just for that purpose, and I could decorate it appropriately. Now I'm not much of a sci-fi girl, but picture this scene: weird but snowy white UFO lands on planet with beautiful over the top vegetation. I'm thinking The Doctor's Daughter (Yes, I keep up with it, it's one of the ones with Martha Jones where they clone the doctor so he has a daughter).
So all I need there is a few plants and some Cath Kidston wall paper. If we could make the chamber a biggish one with a stylish yet comfortable couch, wifi, a mini fridge, a kettle and a small library, I think I'd be quite happy to go in there whenever the weather changes.
What I wouldnt' like, is one of those real ones, that look all dirty and used inside, like a changing room in the swimming pool. Like that one:
U.S. Navy photo by Mass Communication Specialist 2nd Class Jayme Pastoric (RELEASED)
How can you possibly decompress in one of these? It's pain I want to eradicate, not taste. And is that man not wearing pants?
Well, that took my mind off the migraine for a few minutes. Thanks for listening!