It's amazing how little time severe, chronic pain takes to send me into a spiral of fear, depression, and anger. (About three days, in case you were wondering.) I won't bore you with an encore recitation of why and how, but there's some serious conditioned response going on here.
Tomorrow I see the midwives (again). I predict they will a) test me for pre-eclampsia, which will be negative; b) express puzzlement about Weird Headache Shit; and c) suggest a Neti Pot. At which point I may start throwing things and screaming. On the bright side, I took half a long-expired vi.codin and did not break out in hives all over! (I'm also not sure it helped.)
You may also recall that the main reason I didn't want to ever be pregnant again was the two years of illness, pain, and chronic headache. I seriously can't do this for nine more weeks.