Sick as a dog
I’m out sick today. Actually… I’ve been out sick for the last few days.
I left work about mid day on tuesday because my manager expressed concerns over my incessant and constant coughing (hell… I was attempting to barf up a lung). She asked if it might be better if I went home. “Why… I’ll still be sick there” I answered. She replied with “yeah, but at least you won’t share whatever plague you have with us”.
Fair ’nuff.
I saw the doctor that day and he took x-rays of the old breathing bags (aka: lungs). All looked fairly good there (read: not pneumonia this time!) so he put me on an inhaler and wrote me a prescription for some cough syrup (mmmm… codeine!) and some antibiotics if it doesn’t clear up by friday.
Well… it’s thursday, and I’m still hacking away. The deep cough that makes your lungs burn like fire.
Good times!
I did, however, grab my laptop before I left the office, so at least I’ll get some work done from home.
I’m hoping that it clears up at least some by this evening as my eldest son has a christmas concert at his high school and I’d really like to see it (he plays the bass clarinet and he’s quite good at it).