Yes, I’m sick again.
I tried and tried to defer the effects. I’ve got the Zicam, the Airborne, the Mucinex, the Cold-Eeze, the Advil, and lots and lots of water and Kleenex. I tried to get lots of sleep yesterday, but kept waking up because I couldn’t breathe very well.
Over the course of my workday, my temperature has gone from 99.2F to 100.3F. My muscles and joints ache, my head feels hot, and I’m starting to get shivers when I go into a cold room.
My bed is made and has the warm comforter on it. It’s waiting for me to crawl in and be caressed by the silky-smooth soft cotton sheets. I’m hoping that I’ll be able to get lots of sleep, I’ll need it. I’ve even given my notice that I will not be coming into work tomorrow. That’s a bit over $200 I can kiss goodbye from my paycheck for the week. 🙁 (On a side note, I did email my contracting agency and ask if I was eligible for sick/PTO pay. I’m anxious to hear what they say back.)
Earlier in the shift, the thing I wanted the most was a hug from my mum. It’s times like this when I live 90 miles from their place that I regret my self-induced solitude. I haven’t spent much time with my friends lately, and when I’m sick, I really feel it. I don’t know if it’s me being moody or just the fact that I’m facing these emotions on my own because my insurance ran out and I can’t afford the happy pills anymore. Either way, one of the things I want the most right now is a hug from my mum.
Maybe I can accept a hug from my comforter and my soft sheets as a surrogate instead.
Anyway… I’m sure I’ll feel *much* better after I’ve had a chance to get some sleep. Thanks for visiting and Keep Coming Back!!!