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February 25th, 2008

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03:44 pm - barfin all over the town 2008
It's bad enough to throw up at work (which I did, at least twice this morning.)
But it's really bad to throw up on work (which I did this morning, to the office building itself, on my way in.)
And then again on the T when you're making your way home early after learning you don't have enough sick hours left to be paid for the day but damned if you're gonna be staying there throwing up all day.

I got home at 9:45 and promptly crashed for six hours.

Banner fucking year at the ol' Bender family day I tell you what. My stomach hurts even when I think.

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Date:February 25th, 2008 09:03 pm (UTC)
Oh, you poor thing.

I have done that before, on my second day at a new job. Threw up on the front lawn on my way in, sat at my desk looking green and ran to the bathroom a few times before deciding to go home, at the suggestion of my coworkers. My boss hadn't even made it in yet so I never saw him that day.

Looking back, I should have taken all of that as a sign. That was a bad job.

What a bad day. I hope you're feeling better soon.
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Date:March 4th, 2008 05:52 am (UTC)
There was a job where I was so horribly sick with a cold the first week that I actually had to take a half day off. I could not breathe. It was ridiculous.
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Date:February 25th, 2008 09:04 pm (UTC)
If you want anything brought to you (food, drink, over-the-counter medicines, etc.) , let me know.
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Date:February 25th, 2008 09:11 pm (UTC)
This is one of those good news/bad news items. Barfing's no fun...no getting around that. But the symptoms of the latest malady going around usually end this way, so this is one of the last stages and you will soon be very well! Either that or you ate some bad clams and this too shall pass. Hope it passes soon.
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Date:February 25th, 2008 09:13 pm (UTC)
You poor dear!

I had the same yesterday, out of nowhere. Except I'm now a London tourist attraction what with all the people standing around staring.
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Date:February 25th, 2008 09:14 pm (UTC)
Hope you're well soon! And belated congrats on Abbey's return (I haven't been on LJ much.) Also, I'm trying to figure out whether it's worse to have the American system, with a limited number of sick days per year at full pay, or the Czech system, where you have as many sick days as you can get a doctor to sign off on, the state pays you from social insurance, but the payment cap is far, far less than what any reasonable professional job pays.
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Date:February 25th, 2008 09:19 pm (UTC)
Oh my gosh, feel better soon. Although, from your many posts about your feelings toward the T, don't you think vomiting all over it might have been a good revenge?
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Date:February 25th, 2008 09:20 pm (UTC)
Oof. No fun. What with the kidney stone, I've been doing my own share of spontaneous chundering, so I can sympathize. Hope you're spew-free soon.
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Date:February 25th, 2008 10:05 pm (UTC)
Feel better soon. Also: try not to puke on the cat. You'd think they'd take that better, given all the puking on your stuff that they do, but they actually get really offended.
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Date:February 25th, 2008 10:15 pm (UTC)
Oh, dear! I hope you're feeling better and able to make rehearsal. I've been so excited about this one.
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Date:February 25th, 2008 10:31 pm (UTC)
ugh. heal quickly. what exactly do you think you have?

also, ginger ale and saltines.
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Date:February 25th, 2008 10:44 pm (UTC)
Oh yuck!

I hope you get better soon. Being that sick is one of the worst feelings in the world.

*gentle hug*
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Date:February 26th, 2008 12:28 am (UTC)
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Date:February 26th, 2008 02:37 am (UTC)

*bathes your forehead*
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Date:February 26th, 2008 03:04 am (UTC)
Ugh. Feel better! Make that scoundrel of a feline take care of you, or something. He owes you.

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