My first migraine was just weird. I was 6, playing at a piano recital.
I kept imagining the notes in my head: D, G, A, B, C, D, G, G. At first, the notes flew out of the piano swiftly and easily.
Then, suddenly, I felt extreme pressure on the back of my head. I persisted throughout the whole thing, until suddenly, the keys began to freeze over. I tried to ignore it, though obviously everyone else seemed to notice. it was some Frozen shit.
After that, my 4 friends called me Elsa. Well, everyone called me Elsa after that, but Ari, Hazel, Marc, and Oscar were the only ones I let get away with it.
My mom called the doctor after that. During the checkup, he said it was probably the fact that I wasn't getting enough food. But he couldn't explain the ice.
"Lora," my mom said, "What's happening to you?"
"Mom, I'm fine."
I was confident that I would tear the wrapper off. Dad usually does it for me but he wasn't here right now.
My first attempt was poor...
I tried to open it up again but failed miserably. I was getting very anxious and annoyed. I put my index finger and thumb on both sides of the pop tart wraper like dad does, and pinched it attempting for it to unwrap. But when I looked at it - there was no differace.
My skin started crawling and I was getting very hot with anxiety , I was so frustrated and mad that I picked up the pop tart and threw it across the room getting a loud thump in response.
"Ugggggghhhhh" I yelled at nothing in particular with tears rolling down my face which blurd my vision.
I slid down on the counter still screaming in annoyance. My heart hurt so much , my head was pounding ,my body felt hot. It was like I was fighting with the air around me. I was hurting with no pain.