However, I continued to get these really nasty migraines from time to time throughout most of my life. It would typically happen maybe once a month at most, but it was almost always on a Sunday. I would wake up and my head would not hurt, but I immediately knew it was coming because things just didn't feel quite right. As the day goes on, I would start to feel nauseous and my head would slowly get worse. By evening I could barely move, and basically just had to lay in a completely dark and silent room, hoping I would eventually fall asleep. Typically waking up the next day with still some after-effect of it. I found a few things that helped a little, such as going outside and getting fresh air, but nothing that would cure it.
As I've gotten older, that pretty much never happens anymore - maybe once every year at most. I can't think of anything that actually changed, it just stopped being a problem.