That was me last weekend. Woke up in the middle of the night Friday with the worst migraine I've ever had, and it lasted all weekend. Thankfully, it went away (mostly) by Monday/Tuesday-ish, but it kind of left a mark all week.
I'm grumpy myself because I just spent the last two days in Vancouver and was totally unable to enjoy it. Between having asthma attacks and not being able to ride my bike as planned, and then during the interview I was doing freelance for the magazine I used to work at, the camera died right at the beginning, and then I got lost and drove around Vancouver aimlessly for FIVE hours this afternoon, I just feel awful. I could have stayed another night (and ended up having to pay for the hotel anyway, because I checked out late), but I just couldn't stay there anymore because I felt too claustrophobic and didn't want to spend the evening in the hotel room. I knew I'd just get lost if I tried to go anywhere again, so I just came home.
It was the worst mini-vacation I've ever had. I usually have a great sense of direction. I can't tell if it was me or if it was just trying to drive for the first time in a foreign country--because Canada is just foreign enough for me to have constantly missed turns and exits. Between still being sick (just took my last antiobiotic pill this morning for the latest sinus infection, and I'm still just as infected as ever) and being disoriented, I wasn't in top form, directions-wise, and I decided to just try it another time. It's only 2 1/2 to 3 hours away, so I could do it in a day trip if I wanted, or do it like I did this time, go one night, stay in a cheap motel (this one was too gross and moldy, though), and drive back the next night after a day of playing.
There are a lot of things I wanted to see that I didn't feel up to doing--because they were all outdoors/hiking/biking kinds of things. I brought my bike, but never used it because I knew I'd have an asthma attack if I did. I want to not be sick anymore.