I never learn the lesson. Recently I bragged to a few people about never getting sick. Well, the gods of nasty sickness have had the last laugh at my expense.
We had friends visiting this week with their dog and three very noisy children in tow. One of the wee tykes had a little stomach flu which somehow I managed to catch.
Yesterday was bad bad day. I woke up to a little dizziness which progressed to near death flu symptoms. The worst is the aching bones. The only thing that made me feel any better was sitting in a smoking' hot shower. I loaded up on Ibuprofen for the aches and diphenhydramine to help me sleep and hoped to ride out the vile and wicked virus that had taken me down.
I called into work, something I never ever do. But, I was sick and the only thing worse than being sick is being sick while working with sick people.
This morning I woke up feeling 60% better. My voice is gone to sound like Suzanne Pleshette after chain smoking two cartons of cigarettes. I have a low grade temp, but I feel I have turned the corner. I am still popping pills like Rush Limbaugh, but I have the aches under control.
I am scheduled to work tomorrow and my primary goal is to get better so that I do not need to call off for a second day in a row. You know you are really a sick puppy when the thought of returning to work sounds like a good thing.
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