Pokey/Pushy

I was thinking of doing an artistic interpretation of how my head feels, but I couldn't figure out how to portrait the feeling of pokey hot needles behind my temples without poking actual hot needles through my temples.

So here's Pushy Percy, after having won the Battle of the Plank. His 2 opponents sat on either side of the fence with agonising looks on their faces. (humour me)

There were donuts at work. Day 4 of No-Sugar became much more of a challenge I had anticipated because of that. Crap.
I persevered, but I think the head hurting is my body throwing a hissy fit: YOU DID NOT GIVE ME DONUTS!
Stupid body.