The wicked sickness has loosened its grip upon me, but it is not totally done toying with me. This morning as I awoke to screaming children running through my home (at 0600) I decided to take my temperture. I was 102.4 and overnight I started coughing up some nasty colored lung biskets.
So I call work and tell them I am not feeling the need to come into work.
If I were working in a unit full time instead of a float position I may have forced myself to go in, but the whole thought of working step-down was way more than I could bear today.
So I am missing two full shifts and my check will me next to nothing.
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