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drunkenpandaren) wrote2006-07-13 10:08 am
drunkenpandaren) wrote2006-07-13 10:08 am
Anvils
Normally I don't get sick. It takes a miracle, or a plague to do me to the point of going home from work sick, much less preparing to go back to bed and filled to the brim with Tylenol. Today is one of those days.
It started with sleeping wrong back on saturday. I slept wrong and as a result, there was a dull pain in my neck. Typical, for someone who has this happen to him on a semi-regular basis. Then it hit me several hours later into my shift that I pulled a muscle. I went home an hour early that day.
Two days pass by and I'm still aching but still workable. Two more days pass by and on wednesday, I feel... odd.
I NEVER get Allergy attacks. NEVER EVER.
But yet it compounded and now my whole body feels like it's been, to coin a Ryu, "used as the basketball in the NBA All-Star Game by such and such repeatedly". I'm not too good at making basketball alliterations. I suppose it's similar to getting savaged by a Panda repeatedly.
I feel terrible, my stomach is going haywire, I constantly feel like sneezing but I CAN'T for some reason, my eyes hurt, my head hurts, my head in fact feels like an ANVIL that's resting on my shoulders and the small of my back feels like it belongs in a wheat thresher.
In all, I'm seriously fooked up right now and if I get worse tonight, I'm calling in sick for friday. Gawd, I seriously HATE, I downright HATE not showing up for work. It makes me feel like I'm covered in a layer of guilt, no matter what symptoms I'm showing. I could be suffering from the plague and still feel guilty not going to work.
Aw well, best find a blankie and snooze.
It started with sleeping wrong back on saturday. I slept wrong and as a result, there was a dull pain in my neck. Typical, for someone who has this happen to him on a semi-regular basis. Then it hit me several hours later into my shift that I pulled a muscle. I went home an hour early that day.
Two days pass by and I'm still aching but still workable. Two more days pass by and on wednesday, I feel... odd.
I NEVER get Allergy attacks. NEVER EVER.
But yet it compounded and now my whole body feels like it's been, to coin a Ryu, "used as the basketball in the NBA All-Star Game by such and such repeatedly". I'm not too good at making basketball alliterations. I suppose it's similar to getting savaged by a Panda repeatedly.
I feel terrible, my stomach is going haywire, I constantly feel like sneezing but I CAN'T for some reason, my eyes hurt, my head hurts, my head in fact feels like an ANVIL that's resting on my shoulders and the small of my back feels like it belongs in a wheat thresher.
In all, I'm seriously fooked up right now and if I get worse tonight, I'm calling in sick for friday. Gawd, I seriously HATE, I downright HATE not showing up for work. It makes me feel like I'm covered in a layer of guilt, no matter what symptoms I'm showing. I could be suffering from the plague and still feel guilty not going to work.
Aw well, best find a blankie and snooze.