Damn ma, I know you got it rough. My shorty, she deals with that shit. The shit shuts everything down with her. I mean e'rything. She starts to see a white light when it begins. Shorty can't move for the first day and I gotta make the bedroom on Count Blacula status so she won't suffer as much. It's fucked up. She only has a certain window to take Excedrin before its too late. And the shit doesn't stop the migraines, only lessens the ache of em. She gets them like once a month.
I didn't know the shit was that crazy until I met shorty.