Yesterday mid-morning, I sneezed. Then in the afternoon, I sneezed again — by this point, I knew something was wrong. About an hour after that, the tonsils started to swell. Immediately, I called and made an appointment for today so I can get started on antibiotics, as I’m out of refills.
I went over to Bill, a guy in my office, and told him that I am sick. He KNOWS (as does everyone else) that I have to get on antibiotics AND I can’t expose Elizabeth to illness. Without even blinking, he said that he was sick last weekend and the beginning of this week. Can’t the man tell me or at the very least, scrub up before touching the doorknobs in the office? geez!!
Last night I went to the store and got some clear liquids, popsicles and Zicam. This afternoon I’ll start the drugs and I should be back to 100% by tomorrow. I’d love to take some time off work, but my boss has me working like a slave around here even more lately.
