Sick

I hate being sick.. and that's what I've been all week..
Monday I was running a fever, which hasn't happened in years.. since like Junior High.. and hugging the toilet.. which I realized needs a good cleaning. Too bad I didn't do that before I got sick.
Tuesday no fever but still pretty sick.
Wednesday back at work.. still feeling yucky
Thursday morning 5:38 a.m. wondering why I had to come to work only to read a 20 second story telling people to find a designated driver.. when I still feel awful!

And to top all this off.. Monday and Tuesday I was off for comp. days. I thought I was going to be productive but instead I spent two days on the couch.
Wednesday I had to be at work.. important stuff that had to be done that day because I didn't do it two weeks ago when I should have.
Thursday.. welcome to November book (yes, I know the calendar says it's October but at work it's November haven't you already noticed every station promoting the heck out of all these weird stories), where no one is allowed off, a sick day is unheard of and you better just hope everything in your life stays together until after Thanksgiving.
Oh, did I mention I'm also on call this week which means one more reason I can't call in sick.

Well, enough complaining. I do love my job. I just hope I feel better soon.