Fairy Tale that Best Describes Me
Snow White is the fairy tale that best describes me and my life with migraine. I have many fairy tales in my mind because I have a 4-year-old who lives, eats, sleeps, and breathes princesses. When we play, I usually am the villain. I’m not the villain because I’m the bad guy, but because my dog is the horse, my son is the prince, and I am always left to be the villain. So to allow me to be the princess is a treat.
I have to say that reliving all of the stories that I so truly loved as a child has made me think of the stories that we tell our children. It usually is a girl that is unfortunate in some way, preyed upon by someone close to her, and only rescued by a man to sweep her into the sunset. Plus, why is it necessary to have so much death involved? I have a lot of qualms about all of this, but I digress.
Snow White Best Describes Me
Snow White is the character that best describes My Migraine Life and me. Mirror, mirror, on the wall, who’s the sickest one of all? Well, I guess that’s me. She is happy living her simple life (even though cooking and cleaning may not be her dream come true, she’s still comfortable). Behind her lurks the evil queen who is out to destroy her life….my migraine attacks.
She has found her family when she leaves to live with the seven dwarfs. When the evil queen comes to poison her, the animals furiously protect her and then go for help. The scene that plays in my head is when the dwarfs are riding on the animals, all feverishly scrambling to get to their girl who was in harm. This describes me to a t.
Migraine and Me
When a migraine attacks me, it is all hands on deck. My husband goes into action, protecting me the best he can. My mom, dad, and sister frantically adjust their lives to make arrangements for my children. Because of them, my children have been shielded from my pain.
Even my dog goes into action. She hates when I’m sick and takes her job as a protector very seriously. She does not leave my side when I’m sick.
In the end, the evil gets the best of her, as my migraines have done too many times. But the dwarfs and my family chase away the queen and migraine, which is eventually sent to its doom. I wish my chronic headaches and migraine fell to their death, never to appear again, but I live to fight another day.
As most stories go, the prince saves her, and they ride off into the sunset. The difference is that my prince is there with me to fight the fight. He’s not swooping in at the end to take the glory. He’s in the trenches fighting the evil along with my family and myself.
Will I live happily ever after? I live happily now. Despite the evil that lurks in the shadows, love conquers in the end. There is no perfect ending. Are you telling me that when Snow White and the prince get back to the castle, he never steals the covers when they sleep or that she doesn’t nag him about helping keep the house clean? Please. Life isn’t perfect; it’s not meant to be. But having support and love and all the sweet, simple moments make the evil much easier to fight.