Ugh. I’ve been off work for a few days, sick with a fever. I think I must have brushed up against the flu, because I haven’t really come out with a full-on cold or bug, but my body has been fighting and fighting something. I made it back to work today, feeling especially woeful because I’m just too tired to even think about walking. So sad.
I took the bus and realized how much more I like walking. No snarky remarks from other people, no overheating, no being jammed up against the guy that goes to work drunk every morning (this has not changed, I discovered). No fumbling for transfers or tickets or standing and shivering at the stop. I’ll probably have to take the bus for the rest of the week, and I will be very glad to go back to the walk.
Anyhow. I made it through the day; there’s a lot of time sensitive work to be done this week and the next.
I also got my surgery date today, and the doctor’s secretary emailed me the sick note and the instruction sheet. This is a thing now, apparently: you can get the note you need for work sent to you by email, no problem. I’m quite impressed, to be honest. Less so by the fact that I need to bring a bathrobe with me to the hospital, but that’s okay.
Better your own bathrobe than a skimpy paper one!
Sorry you’ve been under the weather, and yes, it will be a couple of days before you are back to your walking commute.
That was my thought, regarding the bathrobe, exactly. If the hospital had bathrobes, I’m not convinced I’d want one.
Glad you’re feeling better, but agree taking the bus for the rest of the week is a good way to not overdo it.