Sick & Whinging

You are sooo lucky you are not near me now. No, I mean it. I am sore (bones & throat), sick (all of me), achey (neck & head are dueling it out for supremacy) & generally foul tempered.

I have been crook for the past 2 days. So, ontop of eating Stepsils like they contain magical weightloss syrum I have been downing "tension headache" Nurofen until the pain starts to fade away. If I were to add alcohol to the mixture I would surely pass the admission exam into most abuse clinics.

Some things I have noticed about being sick this time:

1. I hate it. I didnt mind having the knee operation - then I felt okay apart from a sore leg. I could lie comfortably & read books all day. This time I feel crappy & no amount of hot chocolate can fix it.
2. When I stay home ill, I feel so guilty for being home rather than at work that I make myself get up & do washing & vacuming. Which doesn't help me get any better, but I end up with a much nicer looking house.
3. I am nearly positive that I have the power to prolong my illness by thinking about how sick I am.
4. I may be doing this to get out of work... since I am not feeling terribly comfortable (or able) in my new workplace.

I am going back to work tomorrow regardless of how I feel. I've got nothing left to clean & I am just dying to know if there is any point me filling the job I have just taken on. I assume someone will tell me at some stage - until then I'll have to keep going each day, just to see.