It’s not as frequent as it used to be. I remember a 6-day stretch of being in a dark room, laying in bed, waiting for a CAT-scan because of my migraines. But it’s still here, lurking in the background. Before 2001, I never had a single migraine. Or at least I never knew that I had the problem. But now, it creeps up on you and it’s crippling. I know what to do about it, but I am not sure that I can avoid it altogether. This is what it means to have a chronic illness.