For the 878,935th time this year, the Kid is sick.She has a stomach virus, and both ends are involved. I have six loads of laundry piled up by the front door, and that's just the stuff I couldn't get to.
I had two training classes scheduled this week. One was "Dealing with Difficult and Angry People", which I could have used after getting stuck in the middle of an angry passenger riot in the terminal on Sunday (the Sheriff's office had to get involved), and "Destressing Yourself at Work", which I needed after getting to work at 7:30 this morning to do Payroll before going to class, and trying to drop the Kid off at daycare, only to have her start throwing up in the parking lot. I missed both classes, and now I'm stressed and unable to deal with people angrier than me. Luckily, there aren't any.
I'm out of sick days.
No one breathe on me.
3 comments:
Oh no! I'm so sorry to hear that M is sick again!
I think if you moved to Denmark, her immune system would have been so built up from the US germs that you'd never need the socialized health care. Unfortunately, you wouldn't find out until you MOVED to Denmark!
I'm so sorry that you have to deal with this. I wish that I had a magic wand to make it all better.
These past few weeks have been a neverending illness at our house too -- it sucks. Hopefully this is a super quick bug and is over by tomorrow. Antiseptic, breath-holding cyber hugs for you two.
...and i first read your post as taking a class on Distressing Yourself at Work! :)
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