The pall of sickness was finally beginning to lift from our journey . I had had another lousy night of sleep - for some reason I 'd been awake for more than half the night with my mind racing , full of pointless thoughts about employment , friendships and other odds and ends . But when I did sleep , and then wake in the morning , I could n't claim to feel any worse than " a bit average " , and a cocktail of pseudoephedrine and paracetamol put paid to that .

Question: Why is the narrator so groggy ?
Answer: They did n't sleep last night .They have a lot of activities going on .They took medicine to get to sleep .None of the above choices .