I had to call in yesterday. I’m not happy about that.
Kicked in on Saturday, though I was able to enjoy two birthday parties –
That night coughing and acid reflux kept me up until 9 am, until I finally said “screw it” and had some NyQuil. As a result, we were late to the Bean Xmas gathering. It was strange being late to that, and it was strange without Grandma Bean there, as well as
Just a strange day, in my head. We got to visit my cousin’s house, which is tiny but very nice. He’s already done some improvements, as he builds stuff for a living. So, if anybody wants some help with home repair, or construction and such, and is looking to hire someone, I know a guy.
Come to think of it, I think I know a couple of guys in that field. Ah, well.
I got home and crashed. Slept 14 hours. Woke up on Monday, and my voice was gone. Coughing and hacking up a lung. So, I called in sick. Like I said above, I’m not happy to be doing it.
I woke up this morning without having to be woken up, and I felt tons better. I can breathe, but I’m still coughing a bit. I’m all dressed and getting properly caffeinated at Gone Wired, and trying to recover my life from being out of commission for so long.
That last bit didn’t sound like mono to me, either. Apparently, there’s an upper respiratory infection going around work. If I don’t continue to feel 100% better tomorrow, I’m going to call the Doc and see if she wants me to go back on the antibiotics that I’ve already got. They’re strong enough that I’d need to eat organic yoghurt regularly to prevent thrush. Woo-to-the-hoo.
My bottom lip is supa-chapped from being a mouth breather. I might have to use some chap stick. Meh.
My Combo Drive has been won on eBay the payment is in the mail. Shortly after the holidays, I’m going to have to buy