What, still?

Oh, for godssakes.

I had high hopes of feeling all better today. Which I did, before I got out of bed. I made it downstairs (clinging to the wall all the way), remembered that all my clothes were still upstairs, and by the time I was halfway back up the stairs--

Heading. Pounding. Pain.

So I called in sick (again). Maybe I'll feel better by this afternoon. Right now I can't imagine walking up the hill to get to the office.

What is the deal? This is just crazy. I've never had a headache last for three days.