One night, when I am about 21 I experience one of the worst headaches of my entire life. I just lay in bed and don't want to move. No pills help at all. Nothing comforts me (except the part about trying not to move, and that's very little comfort).
The next day I'm talking to one of my friends and I say, "I think I had a migraine last night."
This friend of mine has been diagnosed with migraines. He asks me, "Did you puke?"
"No."
"Were you really nauseous?"
"No"
"Then it wasn't a migraine."
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