First I thought I was getting sick. Then I thought I was just imagining it since Jessica and Dylan were both talking about their sore throats. Then I spent all night unable to sleep, going from freezing to burning up, coughing, dry eyes and a throat clogged like a bad drain.
Contemplated calling in sick. Felt my forehead and couldn’t decide if it felt like fever. Asked the cat what she thought and she said I was being a wuss.
Ughh… I don’t feel like working at all but I want the hours, I need the hours. And it’s just sitting in the office, copying surveys and preparing notes. I can do that, sick or not.
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