They Say What They Say

One of these days I'll make a post that doesn't include the words 'still sick'. Today in not that day.

I've pretty much written this week off. Got another certificate from the doctor to cover me for today and tomorrow and I'm hoping that when I go to my appointment tomorrow he'll give another one that lets me work half days for a week or so. I have 94 sick days owning to me. If I get a new job away from the University tomorrow I'll never get paid out for them so I might as well use them.

I just can't believe how tired and washed out I feel. Everything aches and sleeping with a permanently stuffy nose and a constant headache? Not going to happen. I've been using my time to work my way through some of the spn_j2_bigbang fics that I haven't had a chance to read until now, but even the effort of concentrating on hot boys being teh hawt together is almost too much. This afternoon I went for a walk to post a letter and buy milk, a trip that took me all of ten minutes, and by the time I got home I was completely wiped out.

I think I might have a fever. I was cold and then I was hot and now I'm cold again. The heater is on full-bore and I'm rugged up in flannel pyjamas and a jumper, yet I'm freezing.

Oh dear.

One of these days I'll make a post that doesn't include the words 'still sick'. Today in not that day.

I've pretty much written this week off. Got another certificate from the doctor to cover me for today and tomorrow and I'm hoping that when I go to my appointment tomorrow he'll give another one that lets me work half days for a week or so. I have 94 sick days owning to me. If I get a new job away from the University tomorrow I'll never get paid out for them so I might as well use them.

I just can't believe how tired and washed out I feel. Everything aches and sleeping with a permanently stuffy nose and a constant headache? Not going to happen. I've been using my time to work my way through some of the spn_j2_bigbang fics that I haven't had a chance to read until now, but even the effort of concentrating on hot boys being teh hawt together is almost too much. This afternoon I went for a walk to post a letter and buy milk, a trip that took me all of ten minutes, and by the time I got home I was completely wiped out.

I think I might have a fever. I was cold and then I was hot and now I'm cold again. The heater is on full-bore and I'm rugged up in flannel pyjamas and a jumper, yet I'm freezing.

Oh dear.