Brat Farrar (bratfarrar) wrote,
Brat Farrar
bratfarrar

I've never actually played whack-a-mole

But it sort of feels like that's what I'm doing with whatever I have at the moment, symptom-wise. It's like, "oh, you just about have that ear infection drained out and your sore throat's almost all better? Here: time for a goopy eye and a cough!" I mean, seriously--I'm tempted to just call in to work and tell them I'm cashing in my remaining sick and personal days, and I'll see them next week.

Of course, I'll have to do partial days, just because at this point stuff's piling up that can't be managed by anyone but me. Maybe I'll just tell them my entire office is under quarantine and then scrub it down with disinfectant when this is all over. I'm definitely going to be doing that with my bedroom.

My mom is going to tell me to go to the doctor, but I'm pretty sure it's all viral, so there's nothing they can do.

Argh.
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