I've only had migraines for a few years. Before I got them, I think I had a romantic sense of what they are--I didn't realize that they aren't just headaches. Mine involve a lot of throwing up and sweating and sleeping. I get totally and completely sick from them. I lay down on the futon and don't get up for 8, 10, 12 hours at a time. And you know what? Buzz is an angel when I'm sick. I sometimes can only get him one meal: he deals with it fine. And I might only make it outside with him twice in 24 hours, and he doesn't complain. In fact not only is he not a pain when I've got a migraine, he's a help. Buzz cuddles up with me and keeps me warm and gives me space the second I ask. Such a good pup.