Wedding Day Headaches

Twas the day of my wedding

I awoke with a pain

"Oh no!" I thought groaning

Another migraine

I tried drinking coffee

I tried potions and pills

But nothing would help me

Get rid of my ills

Though I still felt

Nauseated and pale

I went to the hotel

With dress and my veil

I began to get ready

To marry my groom

When my mother and grandma

Burst into the room

"Why haven't you showered?

You're going to be late?!!

We'd have gotten here sooner,

But she made me wait!"

"Don't listen to Mother.

That's not the truth, dear.

I've waited for this day,

I ran to be here!"

She took my hands and said

"When I was a girl..."

She proceeded in Yiddish

I tried not to hurl

My mom interrupted

They started to bicker

My headache got worse

I felt sicker and sicker

"That's it, you two!

I can't take any more!

Get out of my room-

There is the door!"

My mom said "But dear,

Your hair's still a mess!

We're here to help.

We can button your dress."

"Thanks but my hair's done.

You just make me nervous.

Leave me alone.

I'll see you at the service."

In the hall, they still argued

But I smiled with glee

For when they left the room

My headache left me!

submitted for Smiley Sociology Study #6 Weddings at Rhyme Me A Smile

Migraine 2

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Little girl holds her head and cries but the crying makes the hurt worse and she can't stop and she cries and she cries and she cries and she vomits and she sleeps
     Repeat
          Repeat
               Ad nauseum
And she knows now to keep an old pot by her bed just in case she can't make it to the toilet and her mother laughs and calls it the puke pot which only makes her feel worse because how many kids have one of these?

And then there are the doctors who say it's just nerves it's just all in her head because she's too high strung for a kid and here's some pills to calm her down but they don't help and she flushes them
     Down
          Down
               The toilet

She learns to live with pain like it's the weather and sometimes it's just there in the background and sometimes it's not noticeable at all and sometimes it's all she can think about like a hurricane in her brain wiping out everything in its path
     Drowning
          Drowning
               Coming up for air

Then there are the meds and their promises of redemption if only she'd add one more pill, one more vitamin, up the dosage, go off-label, stick with the brand name, stick it up your ass

And no major side effects to speak of so we won't speak of them

dizziness fainting abnormal body temperature glaucoma weight gain anxiety tingling odd taste weight loss poor concentration cognitive impairment numbness decreased libido depression poor concentration  poor concentration poor concentration

Grown woman holds her head and cries and her daughter has the same damn disease and that makes her cry more and yes it is all in her head and she just wants it to
     STOP

submitted for The Poetry Bus hosted by NanU at Have genes will travel
also submitted for One Shot Wednesday, Week 42 at One Stop Poetry 
and Poetry Month Clambake, Week Three

Thanks Luna!