A Real Sick Day...
It's been at least 6 years, but the dreaded "day" has finally arrived. Today, I took a sick day.
Not one of those pretend sick days that I take in the middle of summer when I just want to lay around on my deck or head out for a day at the beach. Nope, this one is the real deal.
I felt less than stellar when I hopped out of bed this morning, but attributed my assey feeling to it being a Monday. Mondays do that to me. It wasn't until I got the "bed spins" when I was standing vertical in the shower that I realized perhaps something was amiss.
Realizing I couldn't safely make the commute to work with my head spinning the way it was, I sent my boss an e-mail and crawled back into bed.
I don't really care if his first thoughts were that I was up late celebrating Canada's Olympic hockey win. I wish that was the reason...I can deal with "hangover stupidity", but I can't deal with being sick. I wasted a sick day for nothing...
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Holli in Ghana
PS - I LOVE the look of your site. I feel like I'm on the beach just visiting!