my lost sunday

What in the name of FSM was that all about??
I go to bed last night with a slight headache (nothing new there, I get headaches pretty frequently) and I wake up this morning feeling like a warm turd. Not only was my headache a 10 on the pain scale, but when I stood up, I got dizzy and nauseous as hell. I was weak and tired, and noises and lights were my enemy. I would have considered it a migraine had it not been for my wrecked stomach and the fever I was running. I was getting bored with sitting on the bathroom floor and staring at the toilet, so I decided to choke down some ginger tea that Ken made for me. Now, I am fully aware of the anti-nausea benefits of ginger, and that's why I tried to drink it. But I freaking hate the taste of ginger. I was out of ginger capsules, so tea it was. Between that and my amazing Sea Bands, the nausea let up enough to sleep for nine hours and have some fever-induced dreams.
Then I woke up around 7:00 PM, ate some applesauce, and here I am. My stomach is mostly better, my headache is almost gone, and my entire Sunday is shot. Damnit. I had something like 217 things to do today, too. So now I'm left to wonder just what the hell caused that? Was it the headache? A stomach bug? The pint of blueberries I ate while at work yesterday? (I washed them of course...)
All I know is that now I have a shit load of stuff to do tomorrow, and that I probably won't be able to sleep tonight.