How do you actually ‘be sick’? Aside from the odd migraine, I can’t remember the last time I had a sick day. This afternoon my doctor told me that I’m not to be at work until Monday – two days of solitary confinement with the laptop and the cat. Should be heaven, right?
But the devil is in the details, which start and end with a severe throat infection. Well, I presume it’s a severe one, or I’d be at work tomorrow, right? Does the list of symptoms I present warrant a free pass for doing the laundry and dishes while I rattle about the house during the day? Am I still expected to get dinner ready?
I think I’m off to a bit of a lop-sided start already – I brought work with me, which will help keep me sane, but as for the rest… well, I have a laptop, so I could get the work done without leaving the comfort of bed. So I can concentrate on not doing the dishes and dinner, right?