Sometimes you just have to call in sick, you know?

I am ill. I can count on one hand the number of times I’ve been ill in the last 19 years. I had vertigo in 2005 and was flat on my back for 2 weeks because I couldn’t stand up. I think it was 2005, it might have been 2004. I had a cold in 2013. I had a persistent bladder infection/kidney infection in 2018. I know because it was so bad I basically gave up in class for my masters and I had to repeat it after taking 6 months off. I got food poisoning in May of 2022 that was so bad it put me off fast food and I haven’t had it since. I had a cold in July 2023. My body doesn’t like to rehash things, I guess?

Until today. Well, Monday. I won’t talk about symptoms, just know they were intense. Fever, pain… you get the picture. Hello, bladder infection.

I am on antibiotics.

I had the worst sick day on Thursday I’ve had since I had vertigo. I THINK my fever topped 103 but I’m not sure because I was shaking so hard from chills. The shaking made my muscles hurt. Or I have a concurrent viral thing going on.

NOT COVID.

I know, I tested Thursday AND Friday.

This week has been a bust.

No cookies.

No blogging.

But sometimes you just have to call in sick.

And I did, on Thursday. And if I still have a low-grade fever, yes, STILL, on Sunday. I will be calling in sick to the research assistant job.

I feel 60% better, but I’ve been having a low-grade fever since Monday. 99-101.6, with a high of 103. Not well enough to focus on my homework assignment that is due on Thursday, or reading for next week. I do have something VERY VERY IMPORTANT to finish for my third class.

I will have to focus on that tomorrow.

Let me run to the thermometer and recheck real fast.

I’m back; 100.8. Joy.

I will check back in with the doctor on Monday.