This morning I awoke feeling like the usual bucket of crap. I slowly managed to get through my morning routine so I could shuffle off to work, then opened the door to... snow. Lots of snow. Huge golf-ball-sized flakes of snow falling so thick I could barely see across the street. This took me completely by surprise, because the sun had been making regular appearances on previous days.
Argh. The weather had gotten better. Then it got much worse.
Which pretty much sums up my health. An hour into work I was feeling better than I had in days, and was thrilled at the prospect of getting 8 hours of work done. Alas, it was not to last, as I came crashing down around 1:00, ultimately feeling much worse than I had when the day started.
Now, here I am at 6:30 banging on death's door once again, wanting nothing more than to sleep the misery away. It's probably time to consult a doctor, so now I've got that hanging over my head as well. Meanwhile the email piles higher and higher... I get further and further behind... and life continues to pass me by. Woe. Woe Woe.
Huh.
For some reason I though whining about it all would make me feel better.
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Whine all you want. I’m sorry you feel like total crap!
I thought you were going to go to the doctor yesterday after passing out?
Have you gone to the doctor, yet?!
I wish I could help you feel better, but I have no magic wand. Dammit.
Definitely sounds like seeing a doctor is a good idea. Hope you’ll get well soon.
Good lord man, you haven’t seen a Dr yet? Go do it, I’ll wait…
Dave, stop using those household remedies, go to a DOCTOR and get something that really helps.
You promissed you would go on Monday but I have the feeling you didn’t.
[I’m sorry if I sound like your Mum. No, I’m not sorry! 😉
I hope you feel better soon and the doctor can get you feeling right as rain again.
As for right now, do you need some cheese sent to you? To go with the whine of course. 😛
Well, being as ill as you are, you deserve to whine… Feel bettah!
It didn’t make you feel better, but it made me aware of how crappy you feel. I hope you get better soon, hon. I’m worried.
Beware the life-threatening clumps of snow … and feel better. Get thee to a doctor!
I really hope you feel better soon. I have been thinking healing thoughts for you…but they seem not to be working.
My son has strep throat and my daughter isn’t feeling great either. I know it is probably only a matter of time before I join you as a sick person.
Awww. Feel better, Dave. *pat, pat*
I would gladly take all of your snow. I need it.
Whiner, whiner, tofurkey diner.
My throat and chest and ears hurt. 🙁
My friends? I give you…
Voter’s Remorse
/friendlylightheartedjabbetweenfriends
So, um.. yeah I’m there with you. Sick is slowly overtaking me.. I spent two days in the hospital and yeah.. ick… I hope you feel better soon.
But whining always makes you feel better.. it’s a fact of life.. that’s why we do it…