I have been struggling this week with migraines which is why I haven’t posted something sooner. This plague has been part of my life for over 40 years. Sometimes I wonder how I have survived them so long because some of them have been so horrendous, that when I was in the midst of them I didn’t want to be alive anymore. I have been to every kind of doctor to try to rid myself of this affliction, tried every kind of treatment and have prayed with faith and desperation. Yet, I still have them. After many prayers in which I pleaded for understanding, I received an answer as to why I have this terrible trial in my life. The answer that came was so that I would need God. The answer was humbling and yet unsatisfactory. Wasn’t there some other way? In fact it seemed like there were many other ways in which I needed my Father in Heaven. I have many children with difficult challenges which I prayed and worried about. We’ve had financial challenges through the years and just normal life situations. All through these I have prayed fervently for help. I also try to be diligent in scripture reading and saying my prayers and fulfilling my callings. It seems to me I try really hard to be a good person and yet, I still have these awful migraines. No matter what I do, lurking in the background is the fear that I will have a migraine and spoil yet another family outing or that I won’t be able to measure up in some way. I absolutely hate that these control my life. One particularly dark time started when my youngest child was almost 2 and my oldest was 17. For the next 6 years I had severe migraines every day and I lived in survival mode. It was during this time I sought every doctor and treatment I could find and nothing helped. I thought about dying because I thought that if my life offered me nothing but pain in the future, what was there to live for. I thought about dying because I wasn’t useful to anyone. I thought about dying because I hurt so much that I was existing and not really living.
Migraines obviously affected my family as well as myself. Sometimes I would lie in bed knowing I children who needed me, a household to run and a life to live. I wanted to be able to volunteer at my children’s schools and I wanted to fulfill church responsibilities. I wanted to be reliable and I wanted to be free of pain. I really wanted most of all to be a good wife and mother, and I couldn’t do any of these things. Most days I was lucky if I could do some laundry and put something in the crock pot so my family would have dinner. During those 6 years, and in subsequent years I did learn many things to help me get through those dark days. In future posts I will write some of the things I found helpful. Maybe they will be helpful to you too as you deal with whatever is painful in your life.
https://www.lds.org/general-conference/2018/10/wounded?lang=eng
https://www.lds.org/general-conference/2016/10/god-shall-wipe-away-all-tears?lang=eng