I tried to fight it with lots of sleep and Advil. By 3:00, I knew I wasn't going to make it to work that evening. So I called out. Unfortunately, my supervisor was already making the schedule for the next day, so I had to tell him about then as well. It didn't seem like death was ever going away, so I said to count me out for then too. The problem is, two consecutive sick days requires a receipt from a doctor. What the heck? Everyone knows I hate going to the doctor. But, it had to be done. Lucky for me, there were two English-speaking doctors within walking distance. Plus, my personal translator/interpreter was home for Winter break.
Despite the scary bowl of red liquid that he washed his hands in and the cold metal tongue depressor, it was fine. He was a jolly little Japanese man who had funny English. He asked me to lay in the "supine position." I don't know why I find little old Asian men so cute, but I do.
Can I just say this? National Health Insurance is amazing. President Obama, if you are reading this- please take note. It's the bomb. I walked out of there paying only $15. I had gone to the ATM beforehand and taken out $100, worrying it wouldn't be enough. That $15 not only covered my visit but five, count them- FIVE kinds of medicine!
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| Four kinds of tablets and a strange powdered substance |
So with my receipt in hand, it was back to work tonight. Thank goodness I have the next 5 days off for New Year's. Hopefully, I'm back to normal tomorrow.

Hope you feel better! Have you succumbed to the surgical face masks? They come in different colors and designs...
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