Still sick. Sicker, even. My head feels like it's full of concrete, like I could jam a syringe into my head and withdraw 100 cc's of GOO.
Fortunately, it was my day off, so I didn't have to call in sick.
UNfortunately, I have work tomorrow, and may have to.
I texted E to ask her advice, and she said that Boss Lady (our new store manager) would help me out, and not to worry about staying home when I needed to. Feel a bit better about that...
Back to bed. Reading and drinking. And coughing. And groaning. Whee.
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