So yeah, finally woke up at 3:00 enough to down a handful more ibuprofen and hie my ass out to Walgreen's for more Claritin-D. Moving caused waves of nausea. Even driving did a pretty good number on making me want to spew. And since it is a product containing pseudoephedrine, I had to show ID and sign the logbook-- which apparently they now check to see how frequently you are buying pseudoephedrine products.
I'm about to crawl back into the bed I think. Sinuses are better, but the nausea is still there. Think really nasty hangover, but without any booze.
Then send me your pity. And possibly a slightly slutty nurse to comfort me in my time of need.