Ick. So this bug has been flying around the office, knocking off unsuspecting employees right and left so that everyone has been disappearing...only to return again looking like they've been to hell and back several times.
And I've been cunningly dodging the little bugger, faking right, jabbing left and doing an Irish jig under my discombobulated desk just to avoid this plague and for a full month have been completely successful. I smile at myself and politely pat my shoulder for being so tricky.
But then. I go to Santa Barbara for a measly little 2 days. SANTA BARBARA! for crying out loud...200 fucking miles away!! and now I have it. Shit and I think it's bronchitis too.
And now...complex tasks...like thinking are unbearable. And forget about remembering. Damn brain is fried yet mush and throat is threatening murder and mayhem. I'm trying to pretend I don't need to cough. If I pay it any attention it might attack me like a mugger in the night and I may fall over, shrivel up and die, before imploding from the pain.
Ohh poor Jade. Michele had something like that and so did Sonia at work. I seem to have avoided it. I hope it doesn't sneek up on me.
Feel better!
Posted by: Nuala on March 11, 2003 08:28 AMdood. go get the drugs. and when they say, "here you go, 7 days worth of antibiotics for the bronchitis." DEMAND MORE. because seven days does not cut it, i am here to tell you.
and whatever you do, don't get pink eye.
(plus, grovel your way into some codeine cough syryp, you will not regret it.)
Posted by: michele on March 11, 2003 08:56 AMmmmm...drruuuugss. sounds like a good plan. especially since i finally got off my lazy ass and applied for insurance. i just got my cards today.
pills....codeine.....do they give morphine? maybe if i knock myself out completely i can sleep straight through the sickness till i get better.