Tag: Sick

Various Updates

We just got off the call with Dad’s rehab facility. Good news all around. There are a couple of things they will follow up on and get back to us. He’s not ready to go home yet, but he is at a point where they can bring his assisted living facility staff into the discussion to see if they can handle his needs.

My stomach still feels like sh-sh-sh-shite. I haven’t eaten anything today and it’s not the kind of thing where I am wondering if I am sick or just hungry. Nope, I’m just sick. Harry had a stomach bug on Sunday. I’m wondering if that’s what I have now. Not so much a couple of meals gone wrong, but just a bug.

I left work at 2:00pm. I wanted to try to stick it out for the day but my boss let me off the hook. I probably should have left earlier. I was no good to anyone. I’m already questioning whether I will be able to pull off work tomorrow. It’s starting to look like a good thing we cancelled the New York plans. I need to be over this before Sunday when we go to Bellana’s concert in Vermont.

I would say I am starting to get into the first season of Pennyworth. I am still not sure though. The whole Aleister Crowley storyline… Crowley died in 1947 so if this takes place in some weird version of 60’s London, then he would have been in his 90’s. There’s a new episode of Titans today that I haven’t watched yet. That’s the better show, I think, but I’m having trouble getting into the new season. Oh, DC on HBO… how you vex me.

In closing, Penguins:

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I Feel Like Garbage

I don’t feel any better at all. I might actually feel a little worse, but that’s probably just me being overdramatic. I’m leaving work sick in about nine minutes. I’m also exhausted, sort of all of a sudden. I’ve just run out of gas (figuratively) while dealing with gas (literally) pain. What a screwed up day.

I have to join a conference call at 3:30. We’re going to get an update on Dad’s rehab and I need to listen in. I would very much like to take a nap for the 90 minutes between now and then, but our bedroom suite is still under construction. Although having said that, I haven’t heard any noise coming from that part of the house for quite a while. I wonder if they are putting down floor tile… or if they left for the day. I’ll go check when I punch out.

I had eight ounces of protein shake between 9:00 and 9:30. I opened a bottle of sugar free Gatorade at 11:00 and over the course of three hours I’ve probably managed four ounces of it. If that. I am feeling pretty dehydrated, but it’s not bad enough to outdo the stomach ache.

Today blows, though I did see a critical issue come to one of my staff members and I figured it out without even looking at the data. I told him what I thought the problem would be and I was totally right. I feel smaht… even with a stomach ache screwing up my entire brain. Ugh.

Lunch Break

Lunch break on a Wednesday. We’ve been talking about the desks in our new building today. March 13, 2020 was the last day at our desks in the Waltham building. Two months ago the Waltham building was sold. Now we have desks in another building but prior to this morning none of us had gone to check it out. One guy went today and reported back that none of our stuff from Waltham has made it to the new desks yet. Uh oh. The upside is that some of us might be getting new monitors out of the deal. I had two when we left. They were both old and less than good. This could work out for me.

Wait… didn’t I write something about not talking about work?

The AC folks have come and gone. The window for their arrival was between 7:00 and 11:00. They knocked on the door at 10:50. His first question was, would you like me to wear a mask? Yes, yes I would. Thanks. It was just a routine cleaning and the AC in the wall in the bedroom clearly benefitted from it because it’s working like crazy now. It’s actually cold in here. I haven’t spent much time in the rest of the house yet so I don’t have any news from that front yet.

The tech said the wall unit in the bedroom was pretty old. Huh? It was installed three years ago. How is that old? Was it sitting on some warehouse shelf for a decade before it was installed in our house? Worse… was it used?

My father is in the hospital again. Day two. My brother is with him. The idea is to move him back into a rehab so that he can get back to a point where he can take care of himself better than he can now… which he can’t. He asked to have some of his more common aches and pains looked at while he was in there. Good idea. No real news on any front yet. Hopefully he’ll be in a new rehab quickly and he can get back to working on getting better. I am scared and worried and stressed and wracked with guilt and I am just overwhelmed with it all… and I’m not the one in the hospital bed. I can’t even begin to imagine how he feels. I hate this. I want my dad to be better again.

So Covid is over, right? The world is opened up again, right? People are still getting sick and people are still dying, but it’s all over, right? I’m thinking about things that I can do that were put on hold. Vacations would be first on that list but we have two college kids now and we are out of money. I already had a haircut, but I need another one because my hair grows faster than light. I need to get my eyes checked. Jen has done that already but see the previous sentence regarding money. I may have to ride out my old glasses for a little while longer. There is a guitar and an amplifier that I’d like to trade in. It depends on how much I can get for each item, but if I can get a used ’68 Deluxe Reverb or a used Les Paul Junior in exchange, I might. I don’t know how that will go.

Okay, time to clean up my lunch and get back to work. The hope is we will be watching episode two of Loki by 6:00pm. Four hours or so from now. Fingers crossed.

Wish my dad good luck, okay? Thanks.

Cold Therapy

While my beloved wife was out of work sick early in the week, she used the HBO Go app on Apple TV to binge watch Silicon Valley and Veep. Over the last two days I one upped her by binge watching the same episodes of those two shows, and almost the entire season of The Leftovers.

Granted, the sinus pressure in my head made it so I mostly couldn’t focus my eyes on the television, and the pounding in my head meant I kept the volume down to a bare minimum, and also I had to take a nap every few episodes… but what else is a boy to do when he’s too sick to function?

I feel just as awful now as I did when I called in sick yesterday, never mind today. I can’t do it again tomorrow. I have to go in to the office. I have to. Someone needs to cure the common cold, STAT!

Sneeze, Cough, Honk

I made it to work today.  In fact, I’m still sitting at my desk (with four minutes ’till quittin’ time).  I feel like cow dung.  Just getting beaten down by a bad cold.

I was prepared today.  I brought a new, unopened box of tissues with me.  When I sat down at my desk at about 8:45am I opened it up, pulled out that first tissue, honked my nose, and logged into work.

Around 4:00pm that box of tissues was empty.

This has not been a good day.  Barring a miracle cure, I’d say there’s about a 0-5% chance of me not calling in sick tomorrow.

This sucks.

Sick

When we came back from New York my wife started to not feel so well. She ended up with a monster cold that kept her in bed for nearly the entire weekend. This morning while sitting at my desk at work I started sneezing and my nose started running. With each passing minute I could feel myself getting sicker and sicker.

Yippee.

Also, why is it that on the day one starts to feel sick while at work he or she is guaranteed to run out of tissues. I never run out of tissues on a day I need to wipe off my glasses. I only ever run out of tissues on the first day I start to feel not well.

Stupid empty box of kleenex.

Sick Day

I took half a sick day today. I’m home. I just feel not good. I might just be exhausted, but I think i’m coming down with something. I’m so tired I can barely function. Only one more duty for the day left to me. I have to get the kids at their dad’s. After that? Robbie achieves a vegetative state. (not really, I will still be there for the family, I’ll just veg in between taking care of whatever any of them need)

Wish me luck.

Long Week

It hasn’t really been a long week.  Monday and Tuesday flew by.  I haven’t had one of those days where it was Wednesday but I thought it was Thursday or any perceptive weirdness.

I’m just beat.  I haven’t slept well in a while.  Last night was okay, but I feel really worn out today.  I’m coming down with a cold or something too.  On a side note, a big bird just buzzed my window.  That was kinda cool.  What was I talking about?  Oh yeah, I’m just beat.

I have a headache and a stuffy nose and all of that good stuff.  I’m trying to figure out if I can take half a sick day this afternoon.  I have a meeting and some other stuff this morning that I have to get through first.  We’ll see.  I’m really looking forward to this weekend, but I’m not looking forward to Easter.  Don’t misunderstand, there’s nothing pissing me off about Easter, it’s just that it sort of doesn’t exist for me anymore.  I’m not looking forward to it because, for me, it’s not really there.  There will be baskets for the kids and all of that.  I took care of it yesterday.  There is no band practice for me this week.  Not sure about my step son, his might still be on for tomorrow.  No school activities (until early next week) and no commitments outside of the holiday.  The potential for peace and quiet is actually pretty high right now.  Throw in some melting snow and it sounds like the perfect weekend.

Sick

Well isn’t this a fine how do you do?

Yesterday my wife worked from home because she wasn’t feeling well. She went to bed really early and was feeling a little better this morning. Unfortunately, my step son woke up with a head cold and a low fever. He’s staying home from school and he’s asleep in his room as I type this. Today is my telecommuting day so it worked out well. Unfortunately again, now I am coughing and my nose is running.

Oh.

Good.

At least I spent 10 minutes on the treadmill. I got that done at least. Also, no cheating last night. Dinner was big, but everything else was small. A decent weight watchers day at least.