Monday morning I attended work doped up because I had a sore throat. Nothing I took seemed to last longer than 2 hours so by the end of the day I was thinking that I had made a heroic effort at showing up instead of calling in. That night I had tried everything in my arsenal of cold medications, colds, flu, Nyquil, Buckley's (awful shit) Tylenols 1 and 3 and nothing I mean nothing would last longer than 2 hours and that was about the length of sleep I got that night.
Tuesday morning I succumbed to my illness and actually carried myself to the Doctor. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again I will not go to the Doctor unless I am dieing or whatever I have can’t be cured by me. I had narrowed it down to 1 of 2 things Strep throat or Mono both of which would require antibiotics to get better and I was certain that that medication would begin to make me feel better within 24 hours so I procrastinated as long as I dared and went at 1:30 in the afternoon. The verdict - Strep Throat.
Kudos to Canada for it not costing anything to see the Doc but what’s up with having to pay for the medication to make you feel better $65 freaking dollars later and that didn’t include the $15 cost of the note for work. Don’t even get me started on the fact that Dash went to fill his new prescription for his asthma yesterday and it cost him $100.58. Needless to say we are looking at his coverage from work to see if we can get any of that $180 back.
I’m contagious you see so I missed 3 days of work and really didn’t feel all that bad. Besides the fact that talking irritated my throat and a rumor that if 1 person in a Call Center gets sick everyone does I could have been at work. Not only did the medication cost $180 for both Dash and I but cumulatively we have missed 5 days of work that amounts to $451 in lost wages. ARRGGGHHHH!!!
I’m eligible to work tomorrow but that’s the one day we aren’t open so I go back to work on Saturday. I have to go grocery shopping today or I’ll starve this weekend. Bug and Dash will be off to the much colder Ottawa for the weekend so I guess all will be quiet on the home front. Speaking of I saw my first snowflakes today. Have I ever mentioned how much I love snow?
Listen…did you hear that?All the Canadians just groaned with frustrated agony at me. It’s funny the looks I get when I say that. I can’t help it I’m a winter born child and I LOVE SNOW!!! It could be worse I could wish for it. I don’t I wait patiently for that first magical blanket. When it arrives that’s when I feel surrounded by the spirit of love, kindness and charity. It is my season and I am most comfortable in it – complete and content.
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