Thursday, February 25, 2010

Misery

I have no idea how I dragged myself out of bed this morning, but I did indeed do such and here I am, at work, wanting to go home and go back to bed. I am miserably sick, my head feels like it was rolled over by a train. Unbelievably, this is a totally different illness than of that which I had only a few weeks ago.

I can thank my tenants for acquiring such. The new people in the trailer gave me the first round - those people are STILL coughing and hacking away from that same thing they've had for weeks now.

I can thank the ex-marine for giving me this miserable, pathetic, merciless piece of trash that is running around in my lungs and my head - and the rest of my body. The trip to the doc's office yesterday was short and to the point. The doc wrote out fully 3 presciptions plus gave me freebies of a 4th medicine. He threw in antibiotics because he wasn't sure that what I have is viral or bacterial - but from the way I feel and the fact that I have been on the meds since early yesterday afternoon, I'll assume it's viral.

I am actually going to ask my manager if I can go home when he shows up. There is nothing to do in the truck routing system, which is the only reason I showed up: get any work done that needs done, then leave. I can hardly fathom attempting to hang out around here all day long feeling like this.

Reading about Obama's "summit" I hope the GOP tells him to bug off. Obama was bent on getting that health care piece of trash sent though without any voice from the other side, even though one of his big campaign promises was that all of this stuff was going to be done at the bi-partisan level.

That stuff gets me riled up - how many presidents have ever kept their word between the campaign trail and actually being in office? I can't think of any, really. Yet they make such adament, impassioned campaign promises and pleas - why do they think we are just going to forget this stuff? Certainly with the news media giving him heck about it, even the most forgetful person will understand what is going on here.

Whatever. I'm in a grumpy mood - very little sleep last night and not feeling well.

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