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I feel thick ath a dog, if the dog ith thick. Called in yethterday with a fever, a thore throat, acheth, painth, and an upthet thtomach. Only reathon I am here today ith my both(th) ith out and I felt rethponthible. My friendth tried to make me go home thith morning but I am toughing it out.

Perhapth I will get lucky, it will develop into poo-no-moan-ee-a, and I'll get a couple dayth off.

[/thad thick perthon whine]

I'm too lazy to check ... did you get a 'flu shot this year?

Go home, dammit. Unless you are on an executive level of package you aren't being paid for that kind of responsibility. And you will recover faster and not spread the 'flu to everyone else. But be sure to sneeze on your boss's phone mouthpiece before you go. If you suffer, so should they. And just you watch them take sick leave.

Go home, drink plenty of fluids, take two aspirin, and call me for sex....I mean in the morning.

OK, I have an appt coming at 4, then I'm outta here. I may go home, run a bath, and just stick my head in it.

Spexx: sex, even with you, doesn't sound like the cure for what ails me! ;)

You won't get better until you've passed it on to at least three others.

At least, that's my theory.

Excuse me. I must disinfect my keyboard and monitor now.

I concur with this theory.

Hack in your boss' face, then go home Shawnee. Youre bound to feel heaps better instantly :)

Heehee...boss was on vacay, but the bosses boss could use a good hacking on!

I feel infinitely better today. Didn't even need the 30$ copay. I have a new song, with my different doctors I've had to see lately:

Here a pay
There a pay
Everywhere a co-pay
Oh yes Anthem stole my arm
Ee I ee I oh

Shawnee - I read your song. I think you need another day of rest.

:lol:

Its a pretty shitty song Shawnee

Hey, I never claimed to be Hal David, or even Larry David. :lol:

I think for someone with pleuresy, flu and TB combined you wrote a pretty good song actually.

Glad to hear you're feeling better - HM lay around doing practically nothing for his three week "cold" before going to the doctors and finding out it's asthma. Women just get on with things.

You forgot syphilis (crap, did I say that out loud?)

If I could have gotten away with it I would have taken another day off. Now the phlegm is breaking up and sometimes I get the prettiest little tune when I inhale. Not that I inhale, mind you.

What's green and skates?

Peggy Phlegming

;)

Can I just rub it in by saying my GP gave me vitamins (as well as my anti-depressants, both FREE) at my last appointment as a preventative measure for the winter. I'll miss his freebie lark when I'm working again.

Cool deal. Hopefully, this will be it for the season for me. It has been fairly nice out, and dealing with a cold isn't so bad when sleet and snow isn't beating you in the face when you go out. Then again, working in a public college... I'm a big fan of the hand sanitizer, and I may be on the road to compulsive hand washing.

I had a water free hand sanitiser on my desk working at the NHS. People used to laugh because cleanliness on the wards is a BIG issue in this country and the suggestion was that I was practising for when the regs reached the office. But it made sense to me. Heck I observe the ten second rule when it comes to food so I've already eaten my peck of dirt, if I want to know my hands are clean I will.

I just wonder if my immune system will stand up if I have to start using public transport at rush hour again. I'm training it up by going on the buses when the children are leaving school. Filthy beggars are breeding grounds for anything going after all.

Lots of coughing and sneezing on the metro train this last week or two. I wish the sick fuckers would stay home. I try to take shallow breaths.

I've got this thing, where if I'm walking behind a herd of people, heading toward the gates, and someone in front of me sneezes, and I know I'll be passing through their cloud of aerosolized saliva hanging in the air, I'll hold my breath for about 20 seconds as I walk past the area and I squint my eyes closed into very tiny slits so the little germ specks don't land on my eyeballs. No idea if it works, but it can't hurt.

I do that too.

There is a catch-22, though. Some people can't afford to stay home sick. Some people just can't justify it in their heads. Some people are more susceptible to illness (due to immune systems, having children, using public transport) yet if they stayed home in order to avoid spreading illness when to do fall to germs, well, someone's gonna bitch!

When I came back on Tuesday I wouldn't touch anyone's paperwork if I was giving it back, and I didn't shake anyone's hand when I met them, explaining I'd been ill. Most people appreciate that. I was very careful, but so many people are not. This is evidenced by the state of the ladies rooms. :greenface

This discussion made me think of Shaun of the Dead, which we just watched again this week, particularly where Shaun is on the bus and everyone is looking zombified.

Damn, you've just aggravated my Pegg-withdrawal (Dana has my copy of Hot Fuzz and I told her all about it last week.
Might have to watch Shaun again tomorrow!

I almost bought Hot Fuzz, but I'd already seen it once at the theater (based, on DanaC's recommendation) and again on the flight back from Germany in August.

It's the extras that do it for me. Although M Pegg all buffed up makes the film eminently watchable :drool: