3 vicodin yesterday.  I ignored the small jackhammer behind my eye most of the day until around 4 when I finally took a vicodin an imitrex and lay down in a dark silent room for an hour.  I needed another half of vicodin, but I was better.  Well enough I thought to go to a play.  We left at intermission.  If it had been a good play I could've toughed it out.  But pain is exhausting.  I took another one and a half around 8 and finally took a valium at 11:30 to sleep so I could get to sleep before the pain came back.   I had a hard time falling asleep because of this new thing that happens.  The jumpy, muscle anxiety (not mental anxiety - although that follows), and a strong pain (like a hunger pain) with nausea.  It's hit in the middle of the night about four or five times and I have to get up, eat something and once had to take a valium.  It's like something stepped on my accelerator - except my heart isn't racing.  Maybe the B12 jacked up my metabolsim? or the thyroid pills?  I'm loathe to jump up a notch on the thyroid like the doctor wants me to... Anyway, I feel good today.  I slept in until 8:40.  I will go visit my Aunt Grace at the asstd living place after I hit the gym.