stupid decisions

Did someone get the make of that truck?

In case anyone is wondering why this blog has been silent, here’s the explanation.

I have bronchitis and feel like a truck hit me, backed up, got a good running head start and ran me over again.  Then again for good measure.  Even after a day off on Wednesday, by Thursday I only managed 2 1/2 hours before I had to give up and come home.  (You have NO idea how hard that was for me).  Fortunately, I had Friday off, and went to see my GP.  He diagnosed the bronchitis and prescribed three drugs and told me if I still felt like crap the next day, to call in.  (Calling in to work for me is one of those REALLY hard things to do)

So here it is Saturday morning, the congested cough is still here, I feel like crap and …yep, I’m going to work.  The wife thinks I’m out of my mind, my girl also suggested staying home (and if you knew her, your eyebrows would be at the elevation of K2) as well.  But I’m not really one for sitting around the house, so in I go.

Wish me luck.  I’m going to need it.

Ankle Update

For those of you following along, I woke up this morning, and the ankle felt better, but obviously not completely healed.  I wasn’t able to put my full weight on it, so I debated calling in.  After texting with my girl, I thought it might be better to call in and allow it another day or two to heal before going back to work (scheduled day off tomorrow).  So, I called work.  And was told that one of the VPs was coming to visit the workplace, so it was a really REALLY good idea if I didn’t call in sick.  So, against better advice, I’m going in.

Wish me luck.