Second sick day
I took a day off work to shake off the last of the flu.
I hate taking sick days. Hate having to decide for myself if I’m too sick to work or not. Who am I to know? I can always push myself to work. Should I? I don’t know. Does everyone think I’m a chancer because I didn’t push myself? Probably not, but I don’t know. I can barely stand up, and I’ve been sneezing up blood. That’s got to be a decent threshold, right? I don’t know. Honestly, I don’t know.
It’s only my second day off this year, so hopefully I’m in folks’ good graces — but I’m going in tomorrow come hell or high water.