I woke up early this morning to get my daughter ready for crazy hair day. Things started getting a little blurry as I pulled her hair into a barrage of pony tails. Soon, it progressed to full-blown visual disturbance. I took a preemptive dose of excedrine migraine to halt the progression, pushed my husband out of bed, and told him I wouldn't be driving anyone anywhere for a while.
This was a cool migraine; all visual disturbance, little pain — thanks to the early warning signs that looked something like this:
Tunnel vision, blurred-out spots, and sparkly pixelated bits.
Her hair looked pretty awesome, too. :)