Between the post-nasal drip and the diarrheah, I’m sore at both ends. (TMI, I know).
I’ve got mandatory meetings at the beginning and the end of the work-day, today, so I think I’m going to take four hours of sick-leave and try to sleep this off midday. I’m even putting it in my GroupWise calendar.
Sandra’s illin’ too. Gleek has a fever. Patches has goopy-nose-and-ears. Link’s fine, and Howler is well. Sounds to me like a rhinovirus is making the rounds, though, with three of us down with similar symptoms.
Funny thing: my shoulder feels better. I’m not going to go play disc golf today though — it was 79F (26C) this moring at 8:00am. I’m sure it’ll be a hairs’ breadth from 100F (38C) by lunch today, and I’m not going to take my sickly self out in that heat. Besides, it’s probably just the twisted ear effect. You know, you twist a horse’s ear when you brand it so it’s paying attention to pain up there on its head right up until it’s too late and its butt is on fire. This cold may be making me not pay attention to the shoulder.
Whatever. Rest, vitamins, fluids… it’s all on the schedule for today. My co-workers can scan my schedule for free slices in which to schedule meetings, and there won’t be any.