Mal à la tête,
j'ai mal à la tête,
mal à la tête,
appelez le docteur!
When, back in the mists of time, I started studying French, Mal à la tête was one of those ridiculous songs they teach adolescents to better remember vocabulary, like parts of the body (as is the case with the little ditty above) or the days of the week (for that we had the ridiculous but charming Lundi matin, where the king, the queen and the prince keep coming back to visit you every day of the week. Alas, you are never home.) Despite being terrible music, they get stuck in your head and here it is, 20 years later, I can't get Mal à la tête out of my brain, try as I might.
Loosely translated, the lyrics basically say, "Headache, I have a headache, headache, call the doctor!" The song goes on to call and response: "Do you have a headache?" "Yes, what a headache I have!" "Headache!" "Headache!" "The doctor!" "The doctor!" "Oh, oh, oh, oh..." and then it all starts over with another body part. It never made sense to me, though- why would anyone go to the doctor for a headache? And now we get to the point...
Today is day 46 of the headache. I have been to my doctor 6 times in the last 5 weeks. They have tried prescription pain medication, injected pain medication, corticosteroids, migraine medication, and oxygen therapy, all with no relief. I have had a full eye exam. I have tried cold compresses, cranial massage, and meditating to no avail. I am slowly losing my mind. My primary care doctor has given up, and now I have to go to a neurologist tomorrow. Except...
I have a terrible fear of doctors. A bad experience with a doctor will generally mean I won't go to any doctors for the next several years. And this one is going to be dealing with my head. As if the MRI wasn't bad enough, I have no idea what else I have in store tomorrow. That said, I am starting to think I would auction off my potential future firstborn child if it meant that I would wake up without a headache tomorrow.
Oui, que j'ai mal à la tête, et je vais chez le docteur à demain. Oh, oh, oh, oh....
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Oh Heather. I'm sorry you've had to deal with this. I feel the same about doctors. Had to go just the other day but intentionally ate so I couldn't give blood. I hope you find something to ease your pain. It's been good seeing your posts again!
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