Yesterday, around 11, my head started hurting. The 4 advil I took didn't touch it, and it only got worse as the day turned into evening. By 8, I was in bed. And there I stayed. All night. All day. Ugh. I had gotten up at 6 to get ready for work, but I got really sick to my stomach while I was showering. So I went back to bed. I hate being sick. I hate missing work. It seems lately that when I get sick, it comes out of nowhere, knocks me on my ass, and then is just gone. This one has been so strange because my only real symptom is a headache. I feel like a big dork when I am sick, like I am imposing on Vanessa to take care of me, like I am trying to garner the attention of my coworkers (... look at me, I'm sick ...), that I am selfishly taking advantage of people by not doing what I am supposed to do - get up, go to work, do my job, take care of my family, etc. It's now about 4:30 and I am starting to feel better. Finally.
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5 comments:
I'm sorry to hear about your headache, Robb.
You know, this might just be the ramblings of the resident hypochondriac, but maybe you ought to mention your headache to a doctor. While this isn't necessarily the case, sudden, severe, relatively inexplicable headaches can be a symptom of a more serious problem.
Matthew, my most optimistic friend.
I am an optimist (ridiculously so, I might add). I would have put a bullet through my head years ago if I weren't.
In my defense, I would like to point out that I did preface the above statement with "the ramblings of the resident hypochondriac."
Better to be safe than sorry, I figure.
You must be thinking too much these days and it's finally caught up with you. I'm sure there's only a few things out there to occupy your active mind!
And just for the record, I like having you home.
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