It's true...shocking I know, but I hate it. And I hate being sick for several reasons. One is, and this never fails, being sick makes me really miss Mom. I mean, who doesn't want their mother when they don't feel good? Luckily, some people still have that option if for nothing more than a phone call. Me....not so much. I try not to let it depress me, but sometimes it does. Other times, I try to rise above it, using Mom as an example. Whenever she was sick, she seemed to push through it and continue with her daily life. It was rare, except after chemo treatments, to see her just laying around not feeling well. I always thought that pretty amazing.
Another reason I hate being sick is my work ethic. I really have to be bad off not to go to work. I hate calling in sick because for one, I need the money, and also I just don't do it. It's not how i operate. I didn't feel great when I got up this morning, but I went to work anyway. I could've called in and the other two people could have easily handled a Saturday at the bakery, but Bob needs a paycheck. As the morning progressed, I felt worse and worse, but managed to greet each customer as I always do and make them feel welcomed. Also, now that I have graduated and am only working part time, I don't have insurance right now and that really bites. If this turns into anything more than a cold or sinus trouble, I'm in for a major problem. That will get fixed eventually, but for now it's a scary place to be in.
So, I will do what I can to get over this as quickly as possible. And of course, I had plans for tonight that I was looking forward to for weeks. Oh well.....that's how it goes sometimes. Can't have it all!
Cheers
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