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From age eight to
twenty-two I
suffered
debilitating
migraine headaches,
as often as every
two weeks. They were
agonizing,
unstoppable,
untreatable, and
inheritable it turns
out -- I passed the
trait to both my
sons. My eight year
old started getting
them last fall, and
I'm here to tell you
it's a truly awful
feeling seeing your
little boy in
intense pain,
knowing there's
nothing you can do
to fix it, and that
it's going to happen
over and over.
In November 2006,
Julian came
downstairs wailing
that his head felt
really awful. A bad
migraine headache
hurts so much you
can't stand the
slightest noise.
Even dim light is
excruciating. You
feel like you're
going to throw up
and die both at
once. You turn off
all the lights, get
in bed, bury your
pounding head under
a pillow, pray no
one in the house
makes a peep, and
hope against hope to
fall asleep or pass
out to escape the
waves of nausea and
intense pain.
Getting back to your
life is simply not
an option.
On a hunch I offered
him an EXO
- his hands-down
favorite - after he
turned down warm
tea, a cold rag for
his forehead or a
foot rub. (None of
those fix a migraine
by the way,
but sometimes they
make you want a
little less to die.)
Little Julian said,
in a tiny distraught
voice, "ok." I
gripped and ripped,
he sipped, and then
went upstairs to lie
down in the dark and
wait for morning.
No one could be more
shocked than I when
just ten minutes
later he bounded
down the steps and
picked his afternoon
right back up where
he'd left off --
rough-housing with
his older brother.
As a former sufferer
I can say with
authority that just
doesn't happen once
a migraine takes
hold. Needless to
say, we give Julian
EXO
regularly now, and
needless to say,
he hasn't had a
migraine since.
Maxwell's are much
less frequent and
milder too.
Benjamin B., OH -
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