I’m such a baby when I’m sick.
It’s the worst.
Instead of being a grown up and figuring out that I could simply call in sick to my supervisor I decide to simply show up to work.
I did this partially because I wasn’t sure of who to call but also because some part of me was hoping I would have a miraculous recovery on the way to work (despite the fact that my stop at the gas station on the way to work made me feel like passing out). What actually happened was I spent most of my 15 minutes at work in the bathroom before returning to my office to stare at my desk when someone asked me what was going on…..at which point I burst into tears…
My lead gave me a hug and told me to go home, which I did, running out the door hiding my red puffy eyes with my scarf. I am not one of those “pretty criers”
My eyes instantly turn red, my skin becomes splotchy….I won’t say I’m an “ugly crier” but it definitely isn’t pretty XD
It’s not just the physical appearance I worry about but the fact that crying is equated with weakness so now I worry that everyone in the office now thinks I’m a crybaby. Okay, I kind of am but I try not to show that side at work.
Part of the crying also comes from guilt because I tend to feel like if I’m not missing a limb or unconscious I should probably be at work. Today though I was running a fever and I’ll spare the details but I haven’t really been able to keep food in my body. This morning it was crackers and Gatorade but I had a bagel a little bit ago and so far, so good.
I’m thinking either a touch of a stomach bug or too much sugar. I definitely had too many sugary treats Wednesday and Thursday. Either way I’m sure I’ll be all better tomorrow. I keep thinking I’m feeling better and should be at work but then I move around and realize, nope, still sick, so I think it’s back to bed for me.
I have fun plans this weekend so I’m hoping whatever this is passes quickly! Hope y’all have an excellent Friday and a wonderful weekend!