Thursday, November 12, 2009
I'm wondering if I'll be able to go to work Monday like I'm supposed to. I can barely walk from the couch to the bathroom.
If I don't go to work Monday I will be in humongabonga trouble. It's our annual ladies night and it's all hands on deck. NOBODY can be exempt. I wonder what they'll do when I show up with my sweaty night sweats and my 101F (which is still there) and mingle with the customers. Plus I have to bake something to feed to the ladies. Nice H1N1 germs in there. I think I'll ask my mom to make her famous fudge.
Why do they call them night sweats when they are all day long?
I woke up with the worse headache EVER (I've had some doosies) at 3am this morning brought on by excessive coughing. This is why my hair hurts. Between Extra strenght Advil for migraines and hot packs on my head it went away.
I still cannot sleep in our bed. I don't know why. I've tried extra pillows changing positions and nothing helps. After 2 hours of tossing and turning I just go down stairs and sleep on the couch, which I promptly fall asleep. Weird. Maybe it's God's way of not letting me get too close to Dave while I'm sick. So he doesn't get it also. Not that he wants to get close to my stinky self. Yuck.
I can't really write anything about the farm, because I have no clue what's going on. Dave has been doing everything. Needless to say, the housework has gone awry. I also keep thinking of one week of no pay. Not good. Whether I'm stinky or not, I have to get back to work.