Ageing Sucks, part deux

One of the things I've gotten over the years are migrane headaches. These are less than fun. While there are people who would argue that there is some irony in me getting them, since I am usually the cause of headaches there are few things less amusing than laying in the dark wishing that those nasty little men tromping on your brain in the spiked shoes weren't making you want to puke as well. About a year and a half ago, after a spate of them, I made a radical change of diet, eliminating most wheat, booze, blah, blah, blah. The desired results were weight loss and that was one of the results. One of the side effects that I noticed after a month or so? No migranes. Real? Imagined? Placebo effect? Who knows. I have read that alcohol can be a trigger (ooooh, foreshadowing!)

Of course, after a while the siren call of fettuccine alfredo and chardonnay lured me in. I've gained some weight back. Last night I met friends for drinks. One glass of wine and I knew that I had about 30 minutes to get home before the pounding and the nausea started in (it didn't help that the place was REALLY LOUD). I got home and dealt with it.

No more Cream of Wheat for me....