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caffienekitty) wrote2009-01-22 11:47 am
caffienekitty) wrote2009-01-22 11:47 am
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Status report.
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So, I've been sick with what I thought was a bad chest cold all week and working 9.5 hour days anyway because half the office is on vacation and I'm covering for all of them, and no one else in the office knows how to do some of the stuff that can't wait, and there's three major projects I'm supposed to have finished by the time people get back.
Trucking along at work in a fog, spiking random fevers, coughing up nastiness, thinking, "Wow, am I glad I had that pneumonia shot. This is a horrible cold; I'd hate to have pneumonia on top of it."
Stayed home for half a day yesterday because Boss2 (who isn't on vacation) saw me looking like hell, hacking and wheezing and being mentally half on another planet from the fever, and told me to stay home for the morning the next day. He also said he'd take the heat for me not being there every single second Boss1 wasn't there, but... yeah, we'll see how that goes. As a result of the half-day at home and getting some rest, had a moment of clear thought between fevers:
"Waaaaitaminute. The pneumonia shot only covers viral pneumonia, doesn't it? Not bacterial pneumonia, which is the kind I usually get because people bitch at me if I cough too loudly and grossly at work, so the crap in the lungs doesn't shift, it sits and festers. Riiiight. Duh."
Went to clinic last night. Yep. Pneumonia (not full-blown, but still, pneumonia). The doctor at the clinic was horrified; apparently, yes, if the stuff I cough up is vaguely pink, that would be considered 'coughing up blood' by his medical standards, and I should have seen a doctor when that started happening Sunday night. Oh, also a sinus infection, and the beginnings of tonsillitis. Whee. Got massive doses of antibiotics, orders from the doctor to get fluid and bed rest and do absolutely nothing.
And so... I'm at work again today. All day. Because half the office is on vacation, no one but me who's here at the moment knows how to do this crap, (this crap which is time-sensitive and upon which about fifty people are counting on for their livelihood, so it's not crap that can be put off), and I have to get these frigging projects finished. Also if I take a day off while she's away, even if I'm sick, Boss1 will not let me hear the end of it when she gets back, and pull out all the stops on the drama queen machine. :-P
So if anyone's wondering why I've been grouchy this week, that would be why. I know there's a few people I have been inexcusably rude to, and I apologize.
So, I've been sick with what I thought was a bad chest cold all week and working 9.5 hour days anyway because half the office is on vacation and I'm covering for all of them, and no one else in the office knows how to do some of the stuff that can't wait, and there's three major projects I'm supposed to have finished by the time people get back.
Trucking along at work in a fog, spiking random fevers, coughing up nastiness, thinking, "Wow, am I glad I had that pneumonia shot. This is a horrible cold; I'd hate to have pneumonia on top of it."
Stayed home for half a day yesterday because Boss2 (who isn't on vacation) saw me looking like hell, hacking and wheezing and being mentally half on another planet from the fever, and told me to stay home for the morning the next day. He also said he'd take the heat for me not being there every single second Boss1 wasn't there, but... yeah, we'll see how that goes. As a result of the half-day at home and getting some rest, had a moment of clear thought between fevers:
"Waaaaitaminute. The pneumonia shot only covers viral pneumonia, doesn't it? Not bacterial pneumonia, which is the kind I usually get because people bitch at me if I cough too loudly and grossly at work, so the crap in the lungs doesn't shift, it sits and festers. Riiiight. Duh."
Went to clinic last night. Yep. Pneumonia (not full-blown, but still, pneumonia). The doctor at the clinic was horrified; apparently, yes, if the stuff I cough up is vaguely pink, that would be considered 'coughing up blood' by his medical standards, and I should have seen a doctor when that started happening Sunday night. Oh, also a sinus infection, and the beginnings of tonsillitis. Whee. Got massive doses of antibiotics, orders from the doctor to get fluid and bed rest and do absolutely nothing.
And so... I'm at work again today. All day. Because half the office is on vacation, no one but me who's here at the moment knows how to do this crap, (this crap which is time-sensitive and upon which about fifty people are counting on for their livelihood, so it's not crap that can be put off), and I have to get these frigging projects finished. Also if I take a day off while she's away, even if I'm sick, Boss1 will not let me hear the end of it when she gets back, and pull out all the stops on the drama queen machine. :-P
So if anyone's wondering why I've been grouchy this week, that would be why. I know there's a few people I have been inexcusably rude to, and I apologize.