Which pretty much wasted the whole day. The aching abated, but then I was sleepy, fuzzy, headachey ever since.
Was dreaming that a little old woman was filing claims with the phone company to take away my phone number. Woke up, and washed a rack of dishes; mostly to be doing something productive. Now a little aching again; I hope my frustration hasn't set me back.
(I don't use this icon very often. My message to the Universe is "Thanks, I've had quite enough pain for now! You can stop! Really, it's okay!)
ETA: Okay, washing dishes was a bad idea. Damn.