So this morning I went to work for an hour and a half to set things up for the site visit I'm going on tomorrow, then I went home to rest. The trip was supposed to be today, but I postponed it yesterday, thinking I should be fine by tomorrow. Man, why did I think I only needed another day to recover? Right now it feels like I could use the rest of the week. Whatever, I'm out of sick days anyway, although I still have vacation time. Yowsa. All day the pressure in my sinuses has been giving me a headache, so took a nap and I've just taken something to relieve the pressure as well as an analgesic, and that seems to be working. I'm also getting that hacking, asthmatic cough that feels like phlegm wants to come out but can't. I need to take an expectorant of some sort but I dunno what to take. I think I'll take some Robitussin later, if we have it in the medicine cabinet. If not, fuck it, I'm sleeping it off and hoping for the best tomorrow. At least I have to be on site at nine tomorrow morning, instead of the usual eight.
On the bright side, I've finally gotten my hands on the Botany Sessions, and I got a lot of reading done today. I think tonight I'll read by the record player and give Music from Big Pink a spin again, or maybe the Monkees. Or New Morning, or John Wesley Harding, or...I swear, if it weren't for music and books, days off aren't all that fun.
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