As much as I want to write a decent post for what feels like the first time in a while, I am not up for it today. I got home from work yesterday and my torso felt as though it had been held in a vice - it was throbbing all over. I was nauseated and every time I moved I thought I might throw up. I didn't actually throw up until later in the evening, but when I did it was awful, and then I threw up again around midnight. I still have traces of fever, but my whole body was in pain from the fever last night, right down to my skin. I felt like just wearing clothes was hurting my skin. My hips hurt the most - as they do when I have a fever - and they've continued being sore all day today. I haven't thrown up since last night, but I haven't eaten anything either, except for literally like 5 croutons a few minutes ago and I've had nothing but water all day.
I texted my parents last night to tell them I was sick, and my dad texted me back to say that my mom was sick too, and had left work early. I wish I could have left work early yesterday because I felt like shit. I am really proud of myself for sticking it out, though. I had every intention of going to work today, but around 7:30 last night when I thought I would never feel any better, I called my boss to tell her I was sick, and she proceeded to make me feel extremely guilty because we don't have anyone to cover the desk for me when I can't be there. Which is in no way my fault, and neither is my being sick, although I still feel exceptional guilt about it.
I felt much better when I woke up around 11 this morning, and I'm such an anal retentive person that I had to get up and vacuum the mud chunks from my floor and bed that the dogs have brought in over the last few days. At one point I noticed the vacuum wasn't actually sucking, so I had to take it apart and put it back together. That pretty much used up all my energy and I just woke up from a three-hour nap.
I hate being sick. I don't think there are many people who like it, but I have worked so hard to sustain the illusion of my reliability and dependability at work that I worry that being sick ruins all that. There's nothing I can do about it at this point, though, so I am going to try not to worry about it. I'm off tomorrow and won't be talked into working since I'm already working Friday. I threw up my meds last night, so I am already feeling a tad crappier than I would normally be feeling coming off a stomach bug, so I'm going to take it SUPER easy tonight. It doesn't help that now I have a bit of an appetite back but no food in the house to eat and no energy or money to go get any food that won't trigger another upset stomach, so I may have to trek over to my parents house at some point and eat their food.
Just ugh.
I texted my parents last night to tell them I was sick, and my dad texted me back to say that my mom was sick too, and had left work early. I wish I could have left work early yesterday because I felt like shit. I am really proud of myself for sticking it out, though. I had every intention of going to work today, but around 7:30 last night when I thought I would never feel any better, I called my boss to tell her I was sick, and she proceeded to make me feel extremely guilty because we don't have anyone to cover the desk for me when I can't be there. Which is in no way my fault, and neither is my being sick, although I still feel exceptional guilt about it.
I felt much better when I woke up around 11 this morning, and I'm such an anal retentive person that I had to get up and vacuum the mud chunks from my floor and bed that the dogs have brought in over the last few days. At one point I noticed the vacuum wasn't actually sucking, so I had to take it apart and put it back together. That pretty much used up all my energy and I just woke up from a three-hour nap.
I hate being sick. I don't think there are many people who like it, but I have worked so hard to sustain the illusion of my reliability and dependability at work that I worry that being sick ruins all that. There's nothing I can do about it at this point, though, so I am going to try not to worry about it. I'm off tomorrow and won't be talked into working since I'm already working Friday. I threw up my meds last night, so I am already feeling a tad crappier than I would normally be feeling coming off a stomach bug, so I'm going to take it SUPER easy tonight. It doesn't help that now I have a bit of an appetite back but no food in the house to eat and no energy or money to go get any food that won't trigger another upset stomach, so I may have to trek over to my parents house at some point and eat their food.
Just ugh.
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