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May 30, 2005 18:27

I hate being sick.
I haven't been feeling very good for the past day or so. I feel all whiney because I'm not throwing up or running a big fever. But I wasn't feeling very steady this morning, and I was having yucky stomach feelings and such. Finally, after getting dressed for work and eating and so on, I realized I had to call in sick. I didn't want to do that, but I couldn't risk passing out or other unpleasant things at work. Besides which, I think that if you're sick, you shouldn't come to work and expose everyone else to whatever's making you feel awful.
So, I went to bed for another three hours. Finally, I couldn't sleep anymore, so I got up.
I'm unhappy that I've missed a day of work, that it will be unexcused, and that I wasn't able to be there to do my job. This was a terribly inconvenient time for me to get sick. But I guess illnesses are never at a good time. Now I feel even more whiney. I don't know what's wrong with me, and I hate that more than all the rest.
Well, anyway, I'll quit griping and try to do something useful.

health, work, complaints

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