Migraines that don't go away...I' m with you. I still have them, but let me tell you my story:
I was 30-something with a thriving marriage, successful business, 2 kids and 3 step-kids; very busy and happy. I'd had migraines since I was a child, but one day I got a migraine that never went away. I did what I could by degrees, and over time what I used to call a "10" became a "5". I checked my children's homework with a flashlight, cooked in the dark and pretended I was okay for three years until I just couldn't do it anymore. I went to bed and rarely got up. I got a housekeeper and the older children helped the younger ones with anything I could not do from my dark bedroom. My husband divorced me, took my step-daughters away, and my girls and I ended up in an apartment where for two years, I sat in constant pain and drowning in sorrow.

Eventually, I had to get out of my room. I got a good job, but I missed so many days I was fired. With my last month of insurance, I was hospitalized. My MD had migraines too, and he medicated me for two weeks with pain killers and experimental therapies He ran bags of liquid Nexium down my throat to repair the damage to my esophagus from vomiting. I worked for a while, then couldn't anymore. Meanwhile a man I had met at my first job was courting me. He knew exactly how sick I was and he wanted to take care of me. I spent seven more years in the dark, then shattered my foot, ankle and leg in a freak accident. a year ago yesterday. I underwent three surgeries, general anesthesia three times in one week. I came home on Vicodan. Here's my point: As I decreased the Vicodan, I realized my head was better. Maybe all the anesthesia tripped something in my vessels (that is my surgeon's theory). Maybe I outgrew it like my mother did. Or maybe God decided enough was enough. Somehow, the daily pain WENT AWAY. I still get them sometimes, but I know what to do and my husband is so supportive.

Courage, Cat. It can get better and pain pills are really not the answer. I became tolerant and took more and more, which just resulted in rebound headaches.

I wish you well and encourage you to keep talking, keep posting. Just typing all this out has upgraded my mood this morning. I will pray for you, Cat. Love...