A sick half-day…

I woke up this morning feeling a little plugged up but generally good. As the morning wore on, I found myself getting more and more tired. I told my team lead that I might leave early, and he said “trust me, if you’re sick like I was take all the time you need.” If I’m even on the edge of feeling bad I’m going to take a sick day tomorrow, I can’t afford to get the bad crap that’s going around.

So after my 11 am meeting finished up, I headed home. I just took some Tums, which settled my stomach down, and I’m going to sleep for the evening, hopefully awaking long enough (and with enough energy) to do my Perfect Pushup routine.

Tasha went to the doctor today, who deemed her to have a red throat but it was likely not strep. So she’s got some Tylenol Cough and Sore Throat medicine, antibiotics, and the whole nine yards. We’re a pretty sad crew right now!