So, this has pretty much been the story of my life for the past 4 or 5 days. I'm pretty certain I've managed to cough up both lungs and possibly my pancreas. I feel like death warmed over, yet I'm still having to work. It seems like all of my cases are blowing up and going straight to hell in a handbasket. I'm stressed out... and I feel like I'm about one phone call away from crawling under my desk and rocking back and forth. I'm officially not on call anymore as of today... THANK GOD!! I haven't been able to go to the gym since i've been sick, which is making me feel even worse. I'm thinking about trying to suck it up tonight and at least go to yoga or something. Oh well... I'm guess I should get back to saving the world (or whatever it is that people "think" I do around here... ughP.S. I had the strangest dream last night. I dreamed I was on vacation with Amanda and and some friends from high school and people started disappearing from the beach.... then I started finding people's heads attached to my shower rod. Do you think i'm seriously disturbed or do you think the $50 prescription cough medicine has gotten to me?
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