Bones and Bathrooms, Heartache and headache

Things have been stressful lately. New bathroom works started last monday, and amazingly, finished on friday. Apart from the hiccup where this morning I had to call the plumber out again, the lovely new shower having ceased to work three minutes into the shower, it went quite remarkably smoothly. It was not without stress....but it was OK. I coped. Yay me. I may even start kitchen works soon. So you see, I can DO building works now...
What overshadowed all of it, was that lovely son managed last saturday, to break three bones in his ankle, while on a drunken end of term night out. I got a very VERY scary call from the hospital he was taken too, which managed to tell me he had been admitted, without telling me what had happened. It took an anxious ( anxious? I was in bits!) 10 minutes before I finally got through to him, and heard what has had happened. His mobile wasn't working and he couldn't call me, which is why the scary message thing happened. Honestly,. The NHS was lucky it didn't have another admission with a heart attack....
Anyway, poor baby is still in hospital, 300 miles from me, and can't be operated on until tuesday, because of swelling. I absolutely HATE that I am not with him, and spend much of my time wanting to cry. Even though I know he is fine and being looked after....
I can't just rush up there......because my ex is there. Well she lives up north. Its easy for her to get to him. And she IS, and he is getting the best of care...and I speak to him several times a day. And its fine really. Except it physically hurts to have him so far away when I know he is in pain and in trouble. This probably doesn't make sense to anyone reading who doesn't know the whole story.....but trust me, its best if I DON'T go up and muddy the waters...so....
On top of that, I have had a headache for over ten days. It started on a Wednesday evening, when I had a massive row with B. The kind of row where you think, really, this is absolutely the end of this, because I just cannot, will not, do this any more....as it happens, we did, kind of, make up that evening. But still, I was left feeling very, very sad. I cried. When I cry, it actually makes me feel ill. I get flu like symptoms, and a headache.....
Even though we made up....kind of...I woke the next morning with a headache still.....and it just has not really lifted for more than a few hours since. Painkillers keep it manageable. B has done some massage a couple of times which helps short term, but doesn't fix. It is quite agonising sometimes. I don't really get headaches normally, so it is also quite frightening. There is a bit on my head at the back which makes me feel quite sick to touch, it hurts so much. I am not sure what to do. It feels to me that this is stress related and tension related. But who knows. Maybe I need to go and see a doctor, but my instincts tell me that GP's don't really deal with this kind of thing...
I am a bit of a mess right now.
Tired, anxious, and a bit sad.