That's how I woke up this morning. Throbbing pain in the left side of my head, nausea, attempting to squash my pain by digging my head deeper into the pillow. Up and at 'em, right?
Semi-remedy: pop a couple of heavy painkillers, crawl back to bed and listen to Harry Potter for a hour, feel somewhat better, get up, get to class late.
Traces of the headache are still there, unfortunately. I've been flaky all day: I forgot the textbook I needed for my oral presentation today in editing, I forgot to print up my final draft for my editing news blurb, I didn't have time to finish my Jane Eyre reading.
I'd rather have the flu.