No Books Today, Just Sickness
Thursday, February 7, 2013Tweet
Sorry, I don't have a 3BoT post for you today. My brain is kind of fuzzy and I don't have the energy to go through my book journal and bookshelves to put together some recommendations. Fortunately I already have a Friday post written and queued up.
If you follow me on Twitter you already know that this past week has severely kicked my butt.
Last week I started feeling sick on Monday night, and then woke up after midnight to spend the next few hours throwing up. At first I thought it was food poisoning, since I'm pretty prone to that, but once I got hit with a fever, chills, body aches, etc. it was clear that the norovirus going around campus had gotten to me. I spent Tuesday (which happened to be Mike's birthday) feeling so sick that I couldn't do anything -- read, listen to podcasts, talk to Mike -- without wanting to throw up.
Wednesday was better except my entire body hurt like I'd gotten beaten up and it hurt to breathe/laugh. By Thursday I was feeling mostly better, just tired, and decided to go back to work on Friday. I ventured out of the apartment Thursday evening for the first time to have a real dinner in the dining hall.
Having spent most of the past few days sleeping, I had trouble falling asleep Thursday night. After I finally did fall asleep, Mike woke me up to say that the fire alarm was going to go off in a few minutes because residents had smelled gas and the fire department was going to evacuate the building. So I got dressed and evacuated the building along with all the students, who spent the next hour in the dorm across the quad. Once they'd determined that there wasn't any gas leaking into the building, we went back to bed, but since it was foggy outside, the tugboat going down the river near our dorm was sounding its foghorn every 30 seconds.
So I went to work on Friday exhausted, and about halfway through the day I developed a cough and the beginning of a sore throat. I left work early, came home and took a nap, and then went to volunteer at a campus event I'd signed up for. I ended up calling bingo numbers, which of course is exactly what you want to do when you have a scratchy throat and are losing your voice. By the weekend, I had a full-blown sore throat, swollen glands, fever, chills, body aches (c'mon, didn't we just go through this??), and no voice.
So yes, not only did I catch and recover from the norovirus going around campus, but I then proceeded to catch the flu, which was also going around campus. (Did I mention how much I love living on a college campus?)
Thankfully, the sore throat went away by Monday. It was replaced by a sinus infection. I finally went to the doctor on Tuesday (who told me that everything -- my sinuses, my ears, my throat -- is inflamed) and got some antibiotics, but have had to cancel all of my plans this week. I've also missed more than a week's worth of choir rehearsals at this point, which means I probably won't be able to be in our upcoming concert.
The best part? I only get five paid sick days a year at work, which I used up in a single week, and I had used up all my vacation time to go the GCN Conference. So rather than taking a pay cut, I opted to go to work on Wednesday, pick up my laptop, and bring it home, where I attempted to work while blowing my nose every 30 seconds and trying to see through my watery eyes.
Can I just say how much I hate the system of sick days? I am a salaried employee. My responsibility is to get all of my work done by the various deadlines, and to do it well. So long as I accomplish that, then I should be able to take care of my health when I'm sick, not have to choose between health vs. money. I realize I am in a position of privilege to receive a salary rather than an hourly wage, and to work at a job where work doesn't have to get done during a specific time block, and to get paid time off at all. But given that I am, it doesn't make sense to me that by virtue of having the misfortune of back-to-back illnesses during a week in February, my choices for any illness I might get the rest of the calendar year are 1) come to work sick, 2) use vacation time if I have any, or 3) have money taken out of my paycheck. None of which is tied in any way to whether I'm completing all of my assigned work for my clients, which, you know, is what they hired me to do. /end rant
So that's how my week has been. At least my Twitter feeds have shown me I'm in good company -- Rachel and Kirsti and Dianna have all been sick and seem to be experiencing my symptoms right along with me. Yay blogger solidarity?
I hope you are all staying healthy!