Jet-leg... the silent creeper

For the past two days I have been dealing with jet-leg creeping up on me. It has not been a pleasant experience. I am fine in the morning but once the afternoon hits so does the sleepiness. And it isn't like the weariness goes away...
Unless I close my eyes and try to sleep, it will stay with me and get worse. I don't think I have ever experienced this kind of sever jet-leg before. My body is really fighting me at this point.
Yesterday, for example, I did't get much sleep during the night and was wide awake at 5:30am. So I got out of bed and started to read. Around 10, after I showered and started the coffee pot, I sat down on the couch and passed out hard. "M" carried on with the day and even said that he kissed me and nothing woke me up. Ugh.
I woke up at 5:30pm and felt like someone had hit me with a cement block right between the eyes. After a little bit of food I felt a little better but I was still so sleepy. I knew that I wouldn't be able to sleep that night because of my little nap so I took a sleep aid. Oh boy, that was not the right thing to do.
Yes I did sleep last night but this morning I couldn't wake up. I felt shaky and weak all day. I had two cups of coffee and still nothing. Then around 3:30pm I felt that if I didn't close my eyes I was doing to pass out. So that is what I did. I closed my eyes and was out like a light until "M" got home from work.
I really do hope that this headache and weariness go away.

Half way there...

It has been a little rough this half of the journey. But I am trying to "roll with the punches", "go with the flow". It's not like I can do anything to change what is happening so this is my only choice.
Here's the scoop:
Starting the night before the flight my carrier started sending me texts and emails about my flights changing and cancelations and rebookings. "M" told me that they would take care of everything at the airport and I would get there no matter so I stopped worrying.
Then I got to the airport and after checking in, was told that I needed to check in with the gate agent. The gate agent printed me my itinerary and I thought nothing of it.
Upon arriving in Atlanta I found out that there was no 10:05pm flight to Paris. There never was a flight. The flight number I was given was for a 12:40am flight which meant I would then miss my connection to my final destination.  Ugh.
So I stood in line for 45 minutes waiting to figure things out then was rebooked on a different carrier, different route. Now onto London I go. Then I will have a layover and head to my final destination of Jordan. Only issue is that I won't be coming in until almost midnight . That is 3 hours later then originally scheduled to arrive. Boooooo.
On the upside: I got the seats to myself so I got to relax, although no sleep was had. *sad face*