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I'm still sick.
Pretty sure it's peumonia. I asked my dad if I could sue my resteraunt and he said yes, and then my boyfriend was like, 'If you hate it there so much why don't you quit?'
Essentially, when I got home on Friday I laid in bed for three hours, in and out of consciousness with shivers, even though my whole body was warm. Eventually I just fell asleep. Saturday was actually not that bad, but I was afraid I'd made it worse if I went to work and stood in the door all day.
Here's the thing, my job isn't actually bad. Except, it's freezing outside and we have to stick to the dress code. Meaning, warmth is minor.
So, I stayed home, I was off today and it got a whole hell of a lot worse. I can't even breath, and it's like 3:10 in the morning and I'm wide awake because my throat hurts. I'm called off tomorrow and I have to go to the doctor's. Hopefully it's good news.
But I should quit my job, I need something I actually want to go to, I mean, no one wants to go to work, but, ehhh, I don't even hate it there, I'm just afraid if I stay I'll be stuck there forever and ever.
Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Sleep.
It's kinda nice to write in here again.
Pretty sure it's peumonia. I asked my dad if I could sue my resteraunt and he said yes, and then my boyfriend was like, 'If you hate it there so much why don't you quit?'
Essentially, when I got home on Friday I laid in bed for three hours, in and out of consciousness with shivers, even though my whole body was warm. Eventually I just fell asleep. Saturday was actually not that bad, but I was afraid I'd made it worse if I went to work and stood in the door all day.
Here's the thing, my job isn't actually bad. Except, it's freezing outside and we have to stick to the dress code. Meaning, warmth is minor.
So, I stayed home, I was off today and it got a whole hell of a lot worse. I can't even breath, and it's like 3:10 in the morning and I'm wide awake because my throat hurts. I'm called off tomorrow and I have to go to the doctor's. Hopefully it's good news.
But I should quit my job, I need something I actually want to go to, I mean, no one wants to go to work, but, ehhh, I don't even hate it there, I'm just afraid if I stay I'll be stuck there forever and ever.
Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Sleep.
It's kinda nice to write in here again.