Ugh, I’m sick.

Friday of the long weekend. Thanksgiving is upon us, the scent of turkey and stuffing and pumpkin pie will soon be dancing under all our noses begging us to taste.

Well, most of us anyway. I’ll be lucky if I can taste anything this weekend. I have a cold.

What? A cold isn’t a big deal? It’s just the sniffles? A tiny cough? A sore throat that can be cleared with cough drops? Who are you people? Because if you sincerely believe this – and I know you’re out there, I’ve talked to you – then clearly you’ve never been sick. When I get sick, I die. I get the fever, the aches and pains, the inability to breath through my nose, the sore throat – but sore as in someone is raking a cheese grater against it’s walls – no sleep, etc, etc, ETC. I’m not writing this to gain sympathy – yeah ok, maybe a part of me is – but just to tell the world that the common cold is in fact a very big deal.

This stinks! I’ve been home for a week. I’ve missed work which I HATE to do. And it sucks even more because the job I do requires me to be healthy.

If I was to go into the nursing home like this it’d be like the plague taking over. Viruses spread like wild fire amongst the elderly and I do not want to be the cause of that. Which is why it aches me to call in sick for tomorrow. I don’t want to. I really want to work, I’m bored at home with the internet and constant Friends reruns! I want to go out! But I can’t.

Happy Thanksgiving everyone. Don’t get sick. WASH YOUR HANDS!!!