teething and daylight savings time

It's so much easier to take a screaming, cranky, over-tired baby and nurse him to sleep before he gets teeth. My maternal urge to take him to my breast and offer comfort has been tempered by an even stronger urge not to have my nipples sheared off. Ahhh, they grow so quickly.

My head still hurts

My headache is worse, and now, in addition to the tension headache, I have a migraine as well. I know it is a migraine because I see lights that aren't there, little blue specks of light like the dots PacMan eats. And I smell eww. It's a specific bleach-like scent of eww and it's as clear as if some dude walked up and stuck is special sock under my nose. So yeah, it's a migraine.
My son, interestingly enough, has mastered hitting the one perfect note that shoots into your ear like an ice pick and then explodes to fill your skull like spray-foam. And he can sustain that note for a very long time.

I need medical help. I fear I will never get it.