Friday the 13th

Hummmm, a little surprise for me and Mary Anne. It's Mary Anne's first book tour and we WERE going to do it together. Both of us love to travel together and do stuff. This was to be another journey into our shared married life. Till the one thing nether of us thought would happen. Not me for sure. 38 hours ago give or take a bit. I had a attack from my Trigemial nerve. I have been battling this problem for almost 6 years now. It might be 6. When the tigeminal nerve fires off from pressure put on it by the artery next to it pumping blood from or to the brain. The result is an electric shock of unimaginable intensity. This happens because the lining around the nerve that protects the nerve from this very action has worn out. Become thin over the years and millions of beats it has had to endure. The attack I had 38 hours ago was so bad I could not stand up. I just held my head with the electric current that was running through it for a couple of hours. In that time I managed to stand up and get to the bathroom. I took some more of my 3 times a day meds to help keep this very thing from happening. There strong but did not even touch this attack. After sitting on the toilet for what seemed like an hour. Still in out of control electric pain shocking through my head Mary Anne, bless her heart. Asked if I wanted to go to the hospital and get a shot of morphine. I had a bottle of old methadone my Mom had given to me years ago. 3years at least. I had never used it. I found the bottle and took 2 and sat down on the toilet again. What else could I do. The pain was still the same as when it had started, what seemed like hours ago. I waited for the big pills to do their stuff. 20 mins later I felt no pain at all.
Now most attacks are short. Few attacks are of this huge electric type. There are a dozen or so different types of pain and attacks. Most just very nasty but endurable. Sit still and the pain eases off. Even an attack of this lower type can last days or weeks. This kind of attack is common and can be worked through with some meds and quiet time. No talking, no eating, sitting still, being very thoughtful in the actions I take. This last attack was so bad that I could not imagine having to go through another one. So much worse than "any attack" in the last 6 years. So the worry was what would the cabin pressure in an airplane do to this now raw nerve. This area that just hours before was ready to do me in. Over a few hour both Mary Anne and I knew flying as out. I was grounded. Mary Anne was going on her own. The Universe wanted me here and her there. Dam.
So what do I do now. Do I ride my bike? Do I just cool it and wait it out with a few more hours of recovery? It's a whole new game. The pain was just fearful. I'm not afraid to admit that to. Life altering pain. It's like starting a new way of living all over again. Everything that was, now is not. That might be a little over the top, but this was just scary stuff that happened. So I'll call my neurologist Monday. Not that he can do much other than let me have some stronger drugs for when the pain goes, out of control.