Gimme Sympathy
Yesterday afternoon at work my throat started to get a little bit sore. Being a “walk it off” type of person when it comes to illness ((A trait I inherited from my Dad, for sure.)), I had a cup of tea and figured that should fix me up. Went to a board meeting after work and then my salsa dance class.
This morning, I woke up with my throat burning like the fire of 1000 suns. But the thing was, I had a meeting at work where I needed to review some stuff with a governance group and I was on their agenda for 50 mins of their 1 hour meeting. And the only co-worker who could reasonable have covered this for me is away on holidays for spring break. So I dragged my sad little self into the office to do this meeting, update the documents we were reviewing to give back to them, and then came home sick ((When I mentioned to the meeting chair, who had commented that a few people weren’t at the meeting because they’d called in sick, that I was also sick, she said that something was going around the office, as tonnes of people have been off sick. Which was the first I’d heard about it! I thought everyone was just away for spring break!)). On the way home, I stopped in at the grocery store to get some stereotypical sick person groceries:
I ate some soup, drank some OJ, and then went to sleep for several hours. My kitties joined me for this epic nap, because they are such good caregivers. Or possibly because they just nap all day anyway – I’m not usually here during the day, so it’s entirely possible that this is how they normally spend their time.
For anyone who knows me, this is a monumental day, as calling in sick to work goes against ever fibre of my being ((Seriously I have – and I’m not even exaggerating – 6 months work of sick leave accumulated in my sick bank at work because I so very rarely call in sick… and my sick bank has been ported from each of my previous two employers, as all the health authorities in the area have portability of sick time and other things.)). And given how sore my throat is and how tired and weak I am at the moment, I might have to call in sick again tomorrow ((Which will really make me sad, as there is an ethics rounds presentation about a zombie apocalypse that I *really* want to go see at lunch tomorrow!)). Two sick days in a row for me – I believe that is a sign of the end of times.
Me and my kitty caregivers
have you learned nothing from your wise old retired aunt who loves shoes…. I do not have a phd…. take JAMESON 12 year old irish whiskey daily and I have never been sick in 59 years……lol hope you are feeling better soon
I feel your pain. A week ago I got over a bad head cold which I was happy to have survived. Only to have it return on Sunday with a vengeance. Four days later and it seems to be getting worse. I hope that tomorrow I turn the corner to recovery. Take care of yourself and feel better soon. My cat sleeps all day and is wonderful companions when I am not feeling well.
I can always count on my aunties to gimme sympathy! And right now I’m being kept warm by a blanket that Aunt Gwen made for me. I’m a spoiled niece!
Feel better soon!