Thursday

Thursday, I was determined to go to work. So, I shaved and showered, got dressed and then left for work. I made one stop (at CVS for Kleenex).

Sidebar: Lenore told me Vicky was here on Wednesday, but off again sick today.

Now, I didn’t feel good, but I didn’t feel too bad. My voice was shot, though.

But, as time passed, more and more symptoms came back. My back hurt, my stomach hurt (I think from not eating anything for several days – hurt to swallow) and I started coughing again.

Finally my boss told me to go home around lunchtime.

I spent the rest of the day alternating between the bed and my chair, watching TV or reading.

I did call my eye doctor. Luckily, they still make my frames, so I bought a new pair. They should be in sometime next week. Then all they have to do is put my old lenses in them.

I figured I really had to eat something, so I heated up a can of Dinty Moor soup. I got about five bites swallowed and then gave up. The stew went into the trash.

I dozed off a couple of times, but not really long enough to call it a nap.

I finally went to bed at 10:30