A headache developed during the night. I didn't want to get up to get drugs because I was snuggling with the Stretchkitty and because I keep up with wishful thinking about headaches, thinking it might go away if I just lay there. It never does, though.

I now can't find my Excedrin. I think it's in the car. I'm feeling slightly nauseous.

I keep these headache records for times when I see a doctor about them...it's easy to scan my journal entries and get a count. I missed a few, writing about a few, in the last few days, though.