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I hate being sick....
Nov. 16th, 2006 06:55 pmI'm not entirely sure why, but I've been feeling like death warmed over since I woke up yesterday morning. I left the house prepared to go to work, theorising that if I could get through the trip to the school I'd be okay to go to work, but by the time I dropped Rowan off I knew that wasn't going to happen. So I headed home, rang in sick and went back to bed. Didn't get up again till it was nearly time to go do the school run again.
Managed to get through the evening, though I had to cancel my plans to attend the parents evening 'cause there was no way I could have sat through a two hour presentation, the way I was feeling. Put Rowan to bed at seven thirty and then crawled into my own. Didn't get a lot of sleep though, as I kept waking up every couple of hours. Though I suspect part of that was due to the fact I had the radiators on constant overnight to dry some clothes.
Got up again at about quarter to seven (which says something, since I can rarely drag my arse out of bed till quarter to eight most mornings...) and found Rowan asleep on the sofa! *chuckles* He claims to have been 'bored in my own bed'. But he was in a pretty good mood, and I didn't notice any squabbling between him and the cat overnight.
Still didn't feel well enough to work today. Tried to get an appointment with my doctor, but they were all booked up by five past nine this morning...*snark* I miss my old surgery, where you just turned up between two set times in the day and were guaranteed to be seen.
Gonna have to see how I feel tomorrow. I took some co-codamol I had left over from my operation, but this time out they actually did make me feel somewhat floaty-light. That passed after an hour or so, but I had to concentrate on not walking like I was drunk when I went to collect Rowan... And I did manage to eat some lunch without my stomach protesting. Haven't tried to eat any tea yet though.
I always feel really guilty calling in sick, like they're gonna think I'm faking it (Okay, when I worked for Burger King I was, but really! When you're a teenager only earning sixty quid a month you don't really have much loyalty) I'm also gonna have to be careful not to be sick again for a while, since this is the second time in the last six weeks. My employers can get a little funny about that.
I'm also really annoyed at myself as I was supposed to be around for a major event at![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
jla_watchtower involving my character's team...my attendance at the game is flaky enough as it is. *sigh* My muse is a tricky bitch as it is, but she hates trying to work retrospectively - especially when it's Robin.
To top it all off - tonight's the official switching on of the Christmas lights in town. Mam and I were going to take Rowan to the ceremony, as it's CBeebies-themed this year. I think they had PC Plum from Balamory attending. I did say Mam could take him on her own, but she begged off saying she didn't have enough petrol so we're gonna take him for a walk through town next week to see all the lights.
Oh and![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
thaya_rayal, guess what? He decided last saturday he no longer wants to attend football classes....the day after I bought him the kind of boots Caleb recommended! *sighs* I'm gonna keep asking him if he hasn't changed his mind, but I promised him I wouldn't force him if he really doesn't want to go.
Managed to get through the evening, though I had to cancel my plans to attend the parents evening 'cause there was no way I could have sat through a two hour presentation, the way I was feeling. Put Rowan to bed at seven thirty and then crawled into my own. Didn't get a lot of sleep though, as I kept waking up every couple of hours. Though I suspect part of that was due to the fact I had the radiators on constant overnight to dry some clothes.
Got up again at about quarter to seven (which says something, since I can rarely drag my arse out of bed till quarter to eight most mornings...) and found Rowan asleep on the sofa! *chuckles* He claims to have been 'bored in my own bed'. But he was in a pretty good mood, and I didn't notice any squabbling between him and the cat overnight.
Still didn't feel well enough to work today. Tried to get an appointment with my doctor, but they were all booked up by five past nine this morning...*snark* I miss my old surgery, where you just turned up between two set times in the day and were guaranteed to be seen.
Gonna have to see how I feel tomorrow. I took some co-codamol I had left over from my operation, but this time out they actually did make me feel somewhat floaty-light. That passed after an hour or so, but I had to concentrate on not walking like I was drunk when I went to collect Rowan... And I did manage to eat some lunch without my stomach protesting. Haven't tried to eat any tea yet though.
I always feel really guilty calling in sick, like they're gonna think I'm faking it (Okay, when I worked for Burger King I was, but really! When you're a teenager only earning sixty quid a month you don't really have much loyalty) I'm also gonna have to be careful not to be sick again for a while, since this is the second time in the last six weeks. My employers can get a little funny about that.
I'm also really annoyed at myself as I was supposed to be around for a major event at
jla_watchtower involving my character's team...my attendance at the game is flaky enough as it is. *sigh* My muse is a tricky bitch as it is, but she hates trying to work retrospectively - especially when it's Robin.To top it all off - tonight's the official switching on of the Christmas lights in town. Mam and I were going to take Rowan to the ceremony, as it's CBeebies-themed this year. I think they had PC Plum from Balamory attending. I did say Mam could take him on her own, but she begged off saying she didn't have enough petrol so we're gonna take him for a walk through town next week to see all the lights.
Oh and
thaya_rayal, guess what? He decided last saturday he no longer wants to attend football classes....the day after I bought him the kind of boots Caleb recommended! *sighs* I'm gonna keep asking him if he hasn't changed his mind, but I promised him I wouldn't force him if he really doesn't want to go.
