"Krank", my father's favorite German word for sick. Ich bin krank.
Sore throat morphing into a chest cold.
There are some things that should not be thought, much less said. I've regressed my way back to the inception of this cold; the week before Christmas.
"Wow", thinks I, "I didn't realize I had that much "paid time off" left. I must not have gotten sick much this year. I think I'll take off the week between Christmas and New Years."
What a dumb, dumb think to think.
Obviously, I had used up the vacation days. Only the sick days were left.
I've jinxed myself with that one before. Lots of flu going around here this year. Even among people who got their flu shot supposedly in plenty of time to avoid it.
ReplyDeleteI spent 11 hours a day last week driving around in the same truck as the lastest flu-victim at work. She drives it on another shift. We'll see.