Headache the Horrible
Migraine the Merciless
The world of an individual comes to a standstill when headache strikes. Each one has her or his own means and method of combating it. Proponents of these remedial measures confidently claim that they banish the despised malady for all times.
But Headache the Horrible aka Migraine the Merciless, always has the last laugh . . .
Headache the Horrible
That headache is a terrible thing, I am sure all of you will agree;
The result of diverse causes; the affect of each in varying degree.
Some strike on their own, some do so as a group and together.
Its advent is unpredictable and is as fickle as the English weather.
The thought, that we keep the cause in wraps, I strongly espouse;
Because in many cases, the primary one, is invariably the spouse.
Though I seem to have the implicit permission to confidently say
That as far as I am concerned, this certainly isn't it - No way!
The primary reason aside, let us explore bases of the lesser kind;
All described by the word - worry; basically to do with the mind.
Finding expression through the stomach, before going to the head;
Triggering the state, where you can neither work nor go to bed.
Some resort to regular fasting, others pop pill after obnoxious pill
Or take recourse to an exotic therapy, or a glamorous yogic drill.
I plumped for grandma's bizarre and wacky, homemade blend;
A stunning character to every action, they always seem to lend.
Her deduction about the process was fairly simple and straight;
Some have this propensity to gather muck - usually a genetic trait.
Its forced periodic purging is the effortless and undemanding ploy;
You breeze through the endeavor, while the experience, you enjoy.
The exercise begins early morning, with a glass-full of the brew
And many more of warm water, until you are a real and true
Live mucky bomb, with multiple charges and a long, lit fuse;
A toilet would have been earmarked for your exclusive use.
The show is really spectacular, with every manner of effect;
All superfluities, the stomach is induced to summarily reject.
There is a progressive increase in the feeling of ecstatic delight
With five visits, the world appears at its pristine best and bright.
For the rest of the day, it is very light food, giving the system a respite.
The sensation is that of being a fairy, an elf, a brownie, or a sprite.
There would be wings of fantasy sprouting on your sides to let you fly,
And carry you to those exalted realms, beyond the bounds of the sky.
What of the migraine? Well, it is given a severe and lasting body blow
That lays it low, until such time the muck-pile in you begins to regrow.
About three months down the line, it will be time for a grand encore;
The visits to the heavenly domains each time being added to your lore.