Author Archive: Leah Cutter

Continuing

Last week I had one migraine. As in singular. Despite the fact that my cycle started (and finished) last week.

I’ve had two migraines associated with my cycle for a really long time. Possibly a decade or more.

But I only had one migraine last week.…

Pushing Limits

Despite how crazy this last week has been, I wanted to announce that I had NO HEADACHES last week.

None.

This is astonishing to me. Particularly given how I was pushing my limits Even if I didn’t have a severe headache or something, I normally would have had some sort of minor, vague pain behind my eyes.…

Yet another week

I had one bad headache last week, caused by stress.

Singular. Just one bad enough that I had to ‘treat’ it with fasting and deep breathing, etc.

Given all that I did last week, I’m rather astonished.

Let me explain.

I’m doing a lot of physical labor right now, finishing the interior of my cottage.…

Updates, as it were

For the month of August, I had 3 migraines total. Plus 4 headache days. I feel like I’m really locked in when it comes to the diet. I also feel like I’m still healing. There are times when I feel as though a month earlier, this or that would cause me a headache or a migraine.…

Posting yet again…

Missed last week. Was away, viewing the eclipse. What a wonderful experience. The totality was different than I expected, much more special, and left me fairly emotional.

I had one migraine that week, along with one major headache. The migraine was caused by hormones, basically, that time of the month when I always have a migraine.…

That regularly scheduled post…

Had two headaches this past week. No migraines, though I realize that a few months ago, one or both of the headaches would have devolved into a migraine.

Both headaches were primarily caused by dehydration and heat. (It’s been insanely hot in Seattle these last few weeks…) I knew that dehydration was a migraine trigger for me, and I kind of understood that heat was a trigger as well.…

Binge Reading

When I was a kid, I was a seriously voracious reader. I always had a book with me. It was a constant fear of mine to be trapped someplace without a book. I was the kind of kid who would read the cereal boxes when my mom wouldn’t let me read my book at the kitchen table during breakfast.