I'm a Sickass My last 24 hours have been less than fun. I woke up, sick, then stressed the whole day about how I am going to manage all the things I need to do for the rest of the week, seeing no possible way to stay home from work. I came up with at least 10 scenarios on how I can alter my workload to allow my body the much-needed "get well" time.

Drank a cup of tea, a glass of water with liquid Echinecea, had an Advil and a Zinc losenge and headed to work. Thankfully, felt much better at work. Unfortunately, work was insane. I went straight from 8-1 with no break and then headed to my prenatal class, ate lunch in the cab over.

I left prenatal class after my teaching portion (approx 2:10pm). Felt no guilt due to my sorry, sickass state, and the fact I have worked hours and hours of overtime and will do so again on Friday due to an insane workload.

Got home... went to bed. Slept 3 hours. Woke up to call my girlfriends to pathetically apologize for being incapacitated and probably not being able to host the lovely cooking and martini party I had planned for them. This was my greatest fear in this sniffling, coughing, fuzzy-head experience: having to alter my social life. And Hickteeth is in town!! HICKTEETH IS IN TOWN!

By the way, total food intake today: small bowl cereal, 1 cookie, 2 slices whole wheat bread, 30g light havarti cheese, 1 apple, 4 strawberries. Total fluid intake: 2 cups. This is not taking care of myself, is it? I forgot: about 5 Zinc losenges. That can be considered a viable nutrient intake, right? RIGHT?

So, I went back to bed with a Tylenol Cold Nighttime Tablet, box of kleenex by my bedside and proceeded to sleep until now... 3:30 AM. I actually felt pretty OK when I woke up. That Tylenol stuff is a miracle drug or something! I hope (maybe even pray) that I feel this OK when I re-awaken at a decent hour. BUT... willl I be able to sleep again? Have I slept out all the sleepin' I gots in me?

Tomorrow is going to be brutal. I have 8 patients to see in my fully-booked clinic, and then on the inpatient unit: an eating disordered girl, a newly-transferred preemie, and failure-to-thrive kid who might need tube feeding, plus I have a list of phone calls to return. That's al I know I have to do. Hopefully there will be no new consults. I am not sure how I can do this all in one day, feeling so sick.

My only saving grace is that Footloose is on (how awesome?! they play Footloose at 3AM!). And of course this blogging. Miss Kay, I hope I didn't take away from your post: it was funny. Girls, don't skip over Miss Kay's post. I just wanted to get some pity, and capture this 3:50AM blogging moment, because I really am screwed tomorrow.  Ms. M ¶ 3:38 AM