About a month ago.
So did my boss and my administrative assistant. All on the same day.
Strangely, we’ve all been down hard this week. In fact, I spoke with my admin this evening. She isn’t much better, either…Things that make you go hmmm.
I started feeling weird (more so than usual) last Sunday night. I woke up Monday morning with a tickle in my throat, and a bit of a headache. By quitting time, I had no voice, my head was pounding, and my joints were aching. My admin couldn’t talk, either.
By Monday evening, I had a fever, still couldn’t talk, and ended up texting in sick. People with no voice are very thankful for modern technology. By o’dark-thirty Tuesday morning, I was coughing. By six a.m. I was miserable. I went to the doctor on Wednesday, and she initially thought it was the flu…until I told her I’d gotten a flu shot. So that narrowed it down to a simple upper respiratory infection. Great! A Z-pack and Mucinex perscription later, I was headed home, thinking I’d be fine within 24 hours. Antibiotics are amazing like that. The doctor’s note said I’d be fine to return to work today, which, by the way, I didn’t.
I’ve still got a fever, aches, chills, cough, and now I have the benefit of a snotty head, too. Four days of bed rest, three days of antibiotics, and I am the same as I was Tuesday morning.
If I have a choice in the matter? I don’t take the flu shot. This year I had no choice. It was take the flu shot or lose my job, so I took the damned shot. My bad.
Last year I didn’t have the shot. Yes, I went to the doctor a couple of times, but that was because once I tripped over a curb and busted up one knee, and then again when I got hit by the dog. The year before that? I had a flu shot. I was at the doctor right before Christmas with bronchitis. The year before that? I had a flu shot and I was at the doctor for something ridiculously similar to the flu. The year prior? Flu shot and TWO bouts with walking pneumonia. I get a flu shot, and I go down hard at some point that season. No shot and apparently I’m just harder on my knees.
So I sit here, at eleven o’clock on a friday night, still running a fever, and still feeling like ass, because, you know…I had the flu shot, so I couldn’t possibly have the flu.
And the worst part? I love food, but don’t want any. I REALLY love wine, and don’t want any of that, either. On the bright side? I think I’ve lost a couple of pounds.
Stay healthy, people…