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So, last week, I got hideously sick. I got Sarah's stomach flu, and I'll spare you the gory details except to say that I threw up so much and so violently that I sprained a muscle in my back.
Yeah.
My nurse-practitioner is wonderful, and I went to see her and she gave me a shot of something that stopped the nausea and gave me Phenergan and Lomotil and Tramadol and Skelaxin and a note to stay home the rest of the week. The flu is gone, but my back is still Not Okay. I called again today and she said it can take two or three weeks to heal and stay off my feet and she'll refill anything I need refilled. She said she'd write me out of the office this week and next, but I hate to do that. I might, though, if it doesn't get better.
Also, things at work might be getting a lot better soon. Maybe. I can't talk about it yet. But it would not be teh suck, if it comes to pass.
Yeah.
My nurse-practitioner is wonderful, and I went to see her and she gave me a shot of something that stopped the nausea and gave me Phenergan and Lomotil and Tramadol and Skelaxin and a note to stay home the rest of the week. The flu is gone, but my back is still Not Okay. I called again today and she said it can take two or three weeks to heal and stay off my feet and she'll refill anything I need refilled. She said she'd write me out of the office this week and next, but I hate to do that. I might, though, if it doesn't get better.
Also, things at work might be getting a lot better soon. Maybe. I can't talk about it yet. But it would not be teh suck, if it comes to pass.