<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Migraines on Walking in Sober Boots</title><link>https://soberboots.org/tags/migraines/</link><description>Recent content in Migraines on Walking in Sober Boots</description><image><title>Walking in Sober Boots</title><url>https://soberboots.org/soberboots/assets/uploads/2023/07/img_1290.jpg</url><link>https://soberboots.org/soberboots/assets/uploads/2023/07/img_1290.jpg</link></image><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en</language><lastBuildDate>Tue, 17 May 2016 13:51:05 -0400</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://soberboots.org/tags/migraines/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>A Roller Coaster</title><link>https://soberboots.org/2016/05/17/a-roller-coaster/</link><pubDate>Tue, 17 May 2016 13:51:05 -0400</pubDate><guid>https://soberboots.org/2016/05/17/a-roller-coaster/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;I&amp;rsquo;m not a big fan of roller coasters, whether they are real or emotional.  I&amp;rsquo;ve been on and emotional one for the last few days and it hasn&amp;rsquo;t been fun.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I am not quite sure when it started but for certain the idea of a drink came into my head several times over the weekend.  There was a lot going on over the weekend and my father in law was visiting.  I love the man, but there&amp;rsquo;s no doubt that I need to take him in small doses.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I wanted an escape hatch.  The easy escape hatch that kept surfacing was to have a drink.  I didn&amp;rsquo;t, but those urges sure were strong at times.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Migraines -- Back with a Vengeance</title><link>https://soberboots.org/2016/03/06/migraines-back-with-a-vengeance/</link><pubDate>Sun, 06 Mar 2016 09:34:15 -0500</pubDate><guid>https://soberboots.org/2016/03/06/migraines-back-with-a-vengeance/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;I&amp;rsquo;ve suffered from migraine headaches most of my life. They started in puberty, though they weren&amp;rsquo;t immediately recognized or diagnosed. I can remember days in high school when I could barely focus because the pain was so strong. For years I thought that these episodes were shoulder and neck tightness, it wasn&amp;rsquo;t until I was in my 30&amp;rsquo;s that a doctor suggested that I pay close attention to where I first noticed the pain (in my temple) that I discovered that the stiff shoulder and neck were part of the migraine.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>