Saturday, May 05, 2007
And my body finally couldn't take it & broke down on Thursday. So much for holding a glorious record of (almost) zero MCs throughout my years with the company, I was on 2 days MC on Thursday & Friday. The doctor gave me 2 days MC but I actually only took 1.5 days.
Headed to work as per normal on Thursday despite my nose flowing out like a broken tap. If you can remember, Thursday was quite a cold rainy day. As soon as I stepped into the office, I sneezed non-stop and was tearing like nobody's business. Having heard enough of my colleagues' persistent naggings to me to make a trip down to the doctor, I finally did as told. I was half-dead when I got to the clinic. And the kind doctor gave me 2 days MC when she found out that I only knock off at 11.30pm that Thursday night.
Got home around 8pm that night, ate the medicine & went to bed at a record-breaking time of 10pm. It's not a good sign when I sleep so early. Even my Mum got a shock.
The medication & rest did help alot. So here I am 3/4 recovered, with 1/4 more to go. And then it's a brand new start of a battle at work. Bah!
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