What I Wish People Understood About My Occipital Neuralgia


I think I can, I think I can, I think I can …

To me, these are more than just words in a children’s book. Somehow, I have to muster up the ability to take my 3-year-old to soccer practice while simultaneously caring for his 1-year-old sister. This sounds like any other day in the life of a mom. But I live with what I call an “invisible demon.” A pain that is unimaginable to those who do not suffer with this condition. But no one sees it.

It takes every fiber of my being to get my kids ready and out of the house. The simple act of riding in a car can intensify the non-stop jack-hammering in my head. I vomit in pain.

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