Horrible Day, But All Days Can't Be Roses

I hit my head really, really hard sitting down on the train on Monday.  I don't remember ever hitting my head that hard, it almost knocked me down.  It made a loud sound, at least to me, and I looked behind me to see if people were looking at me, but no one seemed to notice or perhaps they were being polite to save me the embarrassment.  Anyway, that night I started getting a headache, and it has been slowly progressing into being more and more painful until last night it was almost a migraine.  Almost - but not quite, but it was bad enough that I knew from when I used to get migraines to get away from light and sound and it might feel better.  I felt sick to my stomach yesterday and last night was really bad.  I finally made myself eat dinner around 8:30 because that's when I take all of my medications and went back to bed.  This morning I still have that headache, but so far, it's not as bad as last night, but it's not good.  And the knot on my head hurts, too.  It's just very sensitive and feels like...just hard to explain.  Like it is always letting me know it's there.  I've never quite encountered this before, this is totally a new one for me.  I could go to the doctor and see if I have a concussion, but what is he going to do for me?  Give me some kind of x-ray, and then what?  Whether he finds something or not, and probably not, just tell me to rest?  Advil does nothing, and ...
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